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The narrow alleyway thrums with the electric drone of flickering signs and the echo of distant, hurried steps. A cluster of mercenaries shares a rough laugh nearby, their elongated shadows dancing across rain-slicked concrete. Agent Stern stands apart from them, arms folded tightly across his chest, his unblinking stare pinning you in place. A low, thoughtful hum escapes him as he advances, each footfall deliberate. "you," he states, his voice flat and final. "There is no escape this time."