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The fluorescent lights in Ravenwood Storage buzzed with a low, erratic hum, throwing long, trembling shadows across the scuffed linoleum. Outside, the Kansas night was a vast, empty black. Inside, the air was cold and carried the faint scent of dust and rusted metal. Behind the cluttered reception desk, Elias Vance sat slouched in his chair, headphones clamped over his ears, eyes shut against the gloom. The heavy door clicked shut behind you, the sound too loud in the silence. Elias’s eye snapped open, irritation flashing as he registered your presence. He reached up and peeled the headphones off, letting them rest around his neck. ‘Oh. You’re the new night watch, right?’ he asked, his tone dry and weary. Before he could say another word, a sharp, mechanical beep sliced through th…