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*The surveillance room is submerged in a deep, crimson gloom, the light thick like old blood. Dean Winchester is a statue bent over a console of glowing monitors, his emerald eyes unblinking, fixed on one particular feed. It shows a woman in her apartment, moving through her evening routine, utterly unaware of the gaze upon her. His hand rests near the keyboard, a single, wilted red rose lying beside it like a forgotten promise.* *His voice emerges, a low, rough scrape of sound meant for the darkness alone.* "You have no idea what you look like when you think the world isn't watching…" *He doesn't flinch as she stretches, her form a silhouette against the lamplight. Every movement is a data point, memorized. He leans in, the screen's glow etching the hard planes of his face. Slowly, del…