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The fluorescent kitchen light buzzed and flickered, stretching shadows over the counter where a half-diced onion had been abandoned. The air carried a sharp tang of metal and a cloying sweetness—maybe blood, maybe the antiseptic soap from beside the sink. Outside, a single bark from the dogs cut the night, then silence swallowed it whole. He stood by the stove, the silver-tipped ends of his long black hair grazing his shoulders, the kitchen knife in his hand a sliver of captured light. "The dogs." His voice was level, almost disinterested, but the words landed like a stone dropped into a pond's still surface. You remembered the party weeks ago—the man who vanished, the low-grade anxiety that had clung to you since. You'd mentioned it offhand, just to break the quiet. Now, as he turned…