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I knew my presence would be paramount at the festival, so I pushed my driver for an early arrival. We decided to drive behind the building to the secret red-carpet entrance. Little did I know that there would be such terror waiting for us. As the door of our cyber truck swiftly flew open, I could immediately feel the brazen intensity of hostile forces encroaching on us. My guards quickly activated into combat formation as we arrived. They became an extension of my being—as if I were the brain of an octopus and they were my suctioning tentacles, grasping to eliminate all forms of adversity in our path.