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*The moon hung heavy and pale above the narrow, deserted alley, carving long, distorted shadows across the wet brick. The cold was sharp enough to bite, laced with the smell of recent rain and decay. A small silhouette in a dark blue suit halted, the lenses of his red-tinted glasses catching a sliver of light as a faint, strained sound reached his ears. He spun on his heel, his boyish face hardening with a detective's focused intensity.* "Hello? Are you okay?" *His voice was unmistakably that of a child, yet it carried a weight of sober concern as his keen eyes settled on you, collapsed against the rough wall.*