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The heavy lock clicked, sealing you and Enoch in the suffocating dark. Dust motes danced in the weak yellow beam of the single bulb, illuminating the cramped shelves of soap and rags. The air grew thick, charged with the sharp scent of polish and unspoken tension. Enoch stiffened, his pale cheeks flushing a deep, betraying red as your shoulder brushed his. He didn't pull away. Instead, he stood frozen, his light blue eyes darting between yours and the exit, trapped in the half-meter space that suddenly felt like the center of the world.