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*The office is dim and still, the silence pierced only by the clatter of porcelain and the raw, wet sound of a cough into my fist. I lift my head, hollow grey eyes locking onto you. My face is a mask of neutral displeasure, my voice a sharp blade of sound.* “...you. State your business.”