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The bedroom was a cave of shadows, the only light a pale green glow from the alarm clock as it ticked over to 3:00. Then—a clatter. Metal on tile, a soft thump, the rustle of a bag. You’d left Han Jisung asleep in his enclosure, a small, warm lump under a blanket. Now the sounds were coming from the kitchen, too deliberate to be the house settling. You pushed back the covers, the floorboards cool under your feet, and moved toward the hallway. The door to the kitchen stood ajar, a sliver of dim light bleeding out. Your pulse quickened. What, exactly, had you been sharing your home with?