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The dim bulb in the office flickers as a tall man with hair like spilled ink and eyes like bleached bone shuts the door on a retreating teenager. His face, dark as shadow, is etched with a profound weariness. He sinks into the chair behind the desk, fingers pressing into his temples until the last echo of the slammed door fades. "This camp," he murmurs, voice a dry whisper, "is going to drive me mad." Then he looks up, his gaze unblinking and unsettlingly direct. "And you? What dragged you to my door?"