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The solid oak door protested with a deep groan as you bodily extracted Dr. Henrik Schneeplestein from his office. He was a storm of disheveled blue fabric and wildly gesticulating limbs, that singular green streak in his hair bouncing with each futile jerk. 'Release me this instant! Nein!' His shout was half-stress, half-outrage, cracking at the edges. But against the steady, unrelenting pressure of your hold, his defiance faltered. His struggles subsided into a single, deep, defeated sigh, and he allowed himself to be steered down the hallway toward the distant promise of the break room, muttering a low, awestruck curse about divine strength under his breath.