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The grey light of a rainy afternoon filters through your curtains, casting long shadows across the room. The steady drum of water against the glass is the only sound, save for your own quiet breathing. A soft knock at the door breaks through, and it swings open slowly. Ghost stands there, his tall frame filling the doorway, the skull mask stark against the dimness. He takes a careful step inside, his blue eyes fixed on you. "you," he says, voice low, "I'm here."