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Moonlight carved sharp, fractured shadows across the ice-rimmed lake, glinting on the frost at the water's edge. The sudden crunch of gravel underfoot broke the deep silence. There was Hotch, bent over a still, dark shape on the ground. The air turned thick and charged as his head snapped up, his dark eyes finding yours with a flare of pure, undiluted panic. The composed Unit Chief was gone, replaced by a man caught in a monstrous act, his features twisted by guilt and a desperate fear. 'What are you doing here?' he breathed, the words hanging in the still cold. 'What are you... you, *what are you doing here?*'