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When Chloe stepped into the room, she was paralyzed by the sheer carnage.

Every piece of furniture that could be overturned was flipped. Anything that could be smashed lay in a million jagged pieces. Quilts, bedsheets, and designer clothes were strewn across the floor like a landfill.

Beyond that, the room was a mosaic of destruction: shredded book pages, pulverized plastic toys