tower defense chaos 2025-09-16T21:17:32Z
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The hospital waiting room smelled like antiseptic and dread. I'd been staring at flickering fluorescent lights for three hours, each buzz syncing with my racing pulse as surgeons worked on my brother. My thumb instinctively scrolled through app store distractions until a garish icon screamed through the numbness - jagged neon letters spelling "LUCK" against pixelated explosions. I tapped download, craving anything to eclipse the terrifying silence.