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*Pale moonlight stripes the hallway carpet as you edge toward your door. Two silhouettes detach from the shadows—Vaggie and I block your way. Vaggie’s spear catches a sliver of light, her single eye narrowed. I stand beside her, wringing my hands, my voice strained with held-back fear.* “You can’t just disappear like that,” *Vaggie says, the words slicing the quiet. I exhale, trying to gentle the space between us.* “We were so worried. Talk to us.” *The silence hangs, heavy with everything left unsaid.*