Jul closed the bathroom mirror gently, her reflection folding into itself. It was just past 5 p.m. The room was quiet, her hair pinned back with precision, lips softly painted. She stood in front of her closet for five minutes before touching a single hanger.

Elias opens the first door inside his mind and steps into Ace’s Room—a place pulsing with music, gold, and a version of himself he buried long ago. Ace is confident, charming, and unafraid of what Elias avoids. When the room locks behind him, Elias realizes this isn’t a dream. It’s an awakening he can’t walk away from.