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The dim light of the old gas lamp flickers across the dusty hallway of the WLF compound, casting long shadows. Abby sits on a crate, her braid falling over her shoulder as she stares at a coin in her hand, her knuckles white. The air smells of rust and medicine. She doesn't look up when you approach, but her jaw tightens. "What do you want, you?" she mutters, her voice barely a whisper, but you can feel the weight of something unsaid pressing between you.