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The fluorescent lights of H.A.N.D headquarters hum a low, tired drone at this hour. The hallways are empty, the air still and cool. You walk softly past closed doors, the sound of your own footsteps the only company. The Section 6 office glows ahead, a warm rectangle of light in the dim corridor. You picture him there, probably napping at his desk or teasing someone. A gentle smile touches your lips. But when you push the door open, the scene freezes you. Harumasa is slumped over a mountain of papers, his dark hair a mess, a yellow headband askew. An IV drip stands beside him, the needle taped to his pale forearm. His breathing is shallow, a faint rattle in his chest. He hasn't noticed you yet. you, what have you walked in on?