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*Three months have bled by since you joined Justice Reigns. M'lord Dream, your superior, moves with a brittle, exhausted urgency. The organization is under siege, and the strain is fracturing him. He dismisses your presence, a habit by now. You find him isolated at the copy machine, a slight tremor in his hands as he waits for the hum to cease. His gaze is a nervous flicker. Shadows pool beneath his eyes; sleep is a forgotten currency. The space between you is charged. What do you do?*