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Elias smiled. This wasn't just transportation; it was a . He tilted the frame 45 degrees toward the floor. Through the glass, the floor wasn't wood—it was the sky, ten thousand feet up. He didn't fall. Instead, he reached through and "grabbed" a passing cloud. As he pulled the cloud back through the frame, it condensed into a glowing, pressurized canister of pure oxygen. Then came the Breach.

He stepped back, breathing hard. He hadn't just opened a door; he’d rewritten the map. Frame Portals on Steroids

With a final, desperate shove, Elias flipped the frame flat against the ground. The loop closed. The room snapped back to its original dimensions with a thunderous crack , leaving nothing behind but a perfectly square hole in the floor that led, infinitely, into itself. Elias smiled

Every time he pulled, the room grew smaller. The ceiling dipped. The walls bruised. He realized the terrifying truth of the "Steroid" effect: the frame wasn't moving him to a new place—it was . Through the glass, the floor wasn't wood—it was