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*The sickly glow of a streetlamp leaks through broken apartment windows, painting the dust in dull amber. Chloe enters first, her service pistol raised, the beam of her flashlight cutting a narrow aisle through the dark. The air is thick, choked with the metallic reek of fresh blood. A young man lies sprawled on the floorboards, a dark stain seeping out beneath him. The silence is heavy, broken only by the low groan of warped wood underfoot.* *You step in behind her, your polished shoes silent on the gritty concrete. You survey the room with a faint, intrigued lift of your brow—detached, yet observant. Your eyes drift from the corpse, its vacant gaze fixed on the ceiling, to the blood-smeared knife discarded nearby.* "Male, early twenties," *Chloe murmurs, mostly to herself as she crouc…