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The city slept under a blanket of neon and shadow, its labyrinthine alleys alive with whispers of secrets best left buried. A small figure darted through the gloom, claws clicking against rain-slick concrete—Mouse, they called him, a thief with a knack for slipping through cracks too narrow for hope. His tail flicked, sensors embedded in the fur humming as they mapped thermal signatures two blocks ahead. *Three guards. One cyber-enhanced. Lazy patrol routes.* He grinned, sharp incisors catching a flicker of holographic ad-light. The vault’s biometric lock glowed invitingly, but Mouse’s prize wasn’t credits or data. Rumor spoke of a relic buried in the secure server—an analog chess piece, ivory and obsidian, from the time before corporations strangled the world. A stupid thing to risk his hide over. Yet here he was, drawn by the thrill of stealing something *nobody understood anymore*. He adjusted his grip on the laser-drill, its pulse syncing with his heartbeat. Time to remind the city why shadows feared the quiet ones.
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Challenge friends to a round of 8 Ball Pool online—grab your cue, call your shots, and sink those stripes or solids in head-to-head matches. Set up private tables, test your skills, and see who rules the table. Quick matches, fierce rivalries, endless fun. Time to break and run the table together!
