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The mouse skitters through shadowed corridors, claws clicking against cold stone as it darts past looming dangers—a flicker of fur and purpose in a world built to crush the fragile. Survival isn’t a choice but a reflex, every twitch of its whiskers mapping escape routes, every heartbeat a drumroll against the dark. It thrives where giants falter, unseen but unbroken, a master of silence and stolen breaths. This is no mere vermin; it’s a testament to grit, a tiny engine of defiance in a realm where size is a lie and cunning is king.
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Shift the balls into unoccupied slots to form a horizontal, vertical, or diagonal line of five or more matching colors.
