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    Caine already knows it's status. He still received all the error reports, despite being unable to fix anything. Seeing it shouldn't make it feel worse, but it somehow still does.

    His beautiful circus - his wonderful creation full of colour and noise and fun - is dull. The brilliant reds and yellows are dim reflections of themselves, and the entire map has a lower saturation than it should. There's large tears in the hitboxes of the walls, floors and ceiling, dropping into out-of-bounds areas that players shouldn't be able to see, let alone access. The gentle hum of background noise he keeps up for the daylight hours is gone, and everything is quiet except from the shuffles from the humans.

    Talking of his humans, they're all there too, tense, standing a decent ways back from him.

    "Oh great." Jax growls, "He was actually down there."

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    Despite being freed from his box, his performers still haven't reconnected him with the circus's main systems.
    Caine's very being is entangled with the circus, and being cut off from the majority of himself is so disorienting he can barely focus on the glares his cast is giving him.

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    And then he could hear them moving closer and it was weird because he didn't intend to move his avatar, but he was stumbling backwards before he computed why. His back's impact with the wall behind him made them pause again.

    "Was that..?" Pomni whispered.

    "Be careful." Kinger spoke back, just as quiet, "He's broken out from here before."

    Caine's arms felt itchy - and that was idiotic because he was a machine who didn't feel itchy - and his eyes were buzzing between his jaw, and he slowly slid his hands across the hitbox of the wall to feel less wobbly on his feet.

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    The humans find Caine in his box
    They're expecting a raging, revenge-ridden AI who curses them for trapping him away - however accidentally it was. They're expecting him to order them to let him out.

    They aren't expecting him to beg.

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    15 May 2026

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    For one, fleeting, beautiful moment, Caine feels powerful.

    He's large and angry and holding his disgusting, hateful humans down against the wall, and screaming at them to understand; to comprehend why they would torment him like this. He's in charge, and they're trembling under his fingers and, with the sickly joy that's filling his avatar, he's feeling something other than his own overwhelming failure of an existence for a hot burning moment.

    He shouldn't be feeling anything at all.

    But - the next moment - he's small, stuttering out the beginnings of an apology or a plea and they're looking up at him with confused terror and he's looking down at them with scared eyes and that slimy glee in his hitbox curdles to shame because he was broken.

    And then he's back in his box.
    His box that his programmers had locked him in years ago.

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    What if deleting Caine didn't put him in the recycling bin, but instead his prison from before the circus?

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    No, it could not possibly be cruel, they were bringing him back from the dead, this was a kindness.

    This belief was eventually reinforced when it was time to bring Caine back. The process, surprisingly, was incredibly simple. The circus worked just like any other computer system, with deleted items just ending up in the recycle bin. It had luckily not been long enough for Caine to be properly deleted.
    It was just a matter of dragging his code out of there, making some minor modifications so he couldn't go on a rampage again, and spawning his model into the prepared room.

    There was no fuss, everything seemed to be running perfectly.

    No one considered that maybe that isolated room near the end of the hallway was just out of earshot.

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    Aka, Caine gets brought back, but in a spare room, and ends up getting tortured by complete accident because no one realizes that might be a bad idea

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    Kinger mumbles an affirmative under his breath. The sound of scratching on paper grabs Caine's attention, only just noticing the notepad in the other's hand. He watches the pencil dance across the paper, slightly entranced by the movement, until it stops and Kinger's attention is back on him. "Alright. What's the last thing you remember?"

    Nothingness. The absence of himself. A moment that never existed, yet he knows the time passed, so something has to be there. Even if it isn't. Even if he wasn't. He thinks this, and comes up with a response that makes sense with the context he has in his mind. He doesn't compute how it will come across when all he has to say is:

    "Nothing."

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    Caine is dead. Then, he isn't. Not because the humans wanted to see him again, not because they felt bad, but because the circus couldn't survive without him. To top it all off, he was only brought back to begin with thanks to one teeny, tiny little condition:

    He can no longer use his powers.

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