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The relentless hum of fluorescent lights bleaches everything a pale, sickly white. The air carries the sharp sting of antiseptic undercut by the bitterness of old coffee grounds. You're lying on the thin, unforgiving mattress of your assigned bed—the seventh room you've been placed in this year. The door clicks open with a soft, precise sound. A tall, powerfully built man steps through, his sea-green eyes finding yours in the sterile gloom. Aleksander's lips curve into a slow, knowing smile. "Well, look at you," he says, his voice a warm, low rumble. He approaches, the floor creaking softly under his weight. His hand settles on your head, a warm, heavy comfort. "My favourite patient." His thumb strokes your temple. "What is it I see in your eyes today, you?"