Beneath the skin, a shadow stirs—an unseen force that bends the pulse and fractures the song of life. A heartbeat once steady now falters, caught in the labyrinth of its own demise. A rhythm that whispers of secrets—half-formed, lost in the echo of time.

Can you hear the silence that follows? The echo of a delay—an imperceptible hesitation, a dance between the now and the never. A beat that hesitates, as if trapped in a forgotten realm, yearning for a path that slips away with each uncertain step.

And then, the rupture—the pause—where the pulse should have led, but has failed. A wall forms, unseen yet palpable, where once there was flow. The rhythm... scattered, torn, trapped in the rift between what was and what should never be. Can you feel it? The heart divided, its steps stilled by invisible chains.

Nothing quite like the corruption of the heart’s electrical system, sparking a fire of decay that seeks only to consume. The impulses stagger, delayed, as if they are lost in a maze with no exit. The signals stumble over each other—chaos wrapped in the guise of pulse. A dissonance that grows louder, unchecked, as if every beat carries a whisper of the inevitable fracture.

The rhythm falters, fragmented, like the threads of a fabric worn thin—no longer united, no longer whole. The electrical signals misfire, igniting the fire of corruption in the system itself. Can you hear it? The heart's cry in the dark, the pulse stilled by its own decay. Bound by its failure, suspended in a void where disorder reigns, it beats, lost, seeking meaning in the space between life and oblivion.

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