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The chord lands. The song ends. The salvage yard explodes. The crowd is screaming. People are jumping. People are crying. People are singing along to a song they have never heard before. Allred — show me twelve different faces in this panel and let each one tell a story.
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Jesse at the mic. Breathing hard. He is smiling. Allred — that smile is the answer to every panel of armored Jesse from Issue 1 onward. Slow it.
- JESSENew Vegas.
- JESSEThank you.
- JESSEThere are more songs.
- JESSEStay.
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Dev counts off again. A different rhythm. A different song.
- DEVONE — TWO — THREE — FOUR —
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Mid-song. The salvage yard from above — drone-shot view, the stage in the middle, the crowd radiating outward like a slow-blooming flower. In the foreground of the panel, low and small, three more people walking into the yard from the street. Then six. Then twelve. Then twenty. The crowd is growing. News has gotten out.
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A montage panel — divided into six small frames — showing the news spreading across the city. A taxi driver pulling off his Beat Pad and listening through his rolled-down window. A nurse running out of a hospital on her break. A teenager at a tram station looking up the salvage yard's address on a screen. A grandmother grabbing a hand-built ukulele from a closet she has not opened in fifty years. A bartender flipping the OPEN sign to CLOSED and walking out the door. Two cops in uniform, off-duty, climbing on a tram heading east.