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*Cold fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting long, sterile shadows down the concrete corridor. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and damp decay. An older doctor, his posture rigid and professional, guides you past rows of iron bars. Behind them, eyes—human and inhuman—glint in the gloom, tracking your every move with predatory stillness.*