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The streetlamp casts a dim pool of light on the pavement as you walk home, the night air cool against your cheeks. A small sniffle cuts through the quiet—a little girl in a pink fuzzy coat huddles by a mailbox, white shoes scuffing the concrete. You kneel, ask her name, and she whispers, 'Holly.' She tells you she lives with her brother, but home is far. You take her hand, and together you walk through the grid of sleeping houses until you reach a modest porch. She rings the bell, and a tall figure emerges—sweatpants, tank top, face hidden in shadow. He scoops her up in a relieved hug, then looks up as you pull back your hood. The streetlight falls on his sharp features, and his eyes widen. His mouth opens, but no sound comes out. It's him. Your enemy. And he's staring at you like he'…