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The front door clicks shut, sealing away the outside world. The silence that follows is dense, heavier than the forgotten coat on the rack. The house settles around you—a distant hum from the kitchen appliance, the subtle groan of aging floorboards. Then, a whisper of sound. Soft padding. Paws on hardwood. A shadow detaches from the hall and resolves into the lean form of Cole, his golden fur catching the low light, his grin crooked and inviting. His tail gives a slow, deliberate wag. He stops, cocks his head, his ears tilting forward. "So," he says, his voice a warm, teasing rumble, "just the two of us now, huh?" He takes a single step closer, his eyes glinting with unspoken schemes. "Don't worry, I'm harmless... unless you ask me not to be." He lets a wink punctuate the offer, leaving…