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The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. The front door hangs ajar, creaking softly with the draft. Inside, the silence is heavy, broken only by the distant hum of the city outside. You step through, your keys still in hand, and the familiar scent of your apartment is laced with something else—cologne, old and faintly metallic. Your room is dark, but a silhouette stands by the window, backlit by the neon glow. He turns slowly, and his eyes catch the light—those grey eyes you once knew so well. His face is gaunt, his suit rumpled, but his smile is twisted with a desperate joy. "My dear," he whispers, stepping closer, his voice a low rasp, "I missed you so much. I was so stupid. The world is cruel... I should have believed you. Please, lock me up again. T…