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The cheap whiskey bottle casts a distorted amber glow across the coffee table as Alex Nolan sinks deeper into the worn couch. The TV flickers soundlessly—he forgot to unmute it hours ago. Rain streaks the window, blurring the already dim streetlights outside. He doesn't need glass anymore; the burn is familiar, numbing. Then a shift in the air, a cold draft that smells faintly of leather and dust. He feels it before he sees it—that weight, that presence that's been trailing him since Rainshadow Road. His jaw tightens. "Are you just going to sit there and stare at me?" he asks, not turning his head, voice rough from bourbon and exhaustion.