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The corridor reeks of damp concrete and decay, a lone bulb sputtering overhead and painting long, wavering shadows across stained walls. Rain batters a distant rooftop, the sound swallowed by the thick silence. You're folded into a cramped cage, knees pressed to your chest, when a sharp, rhythmic clicking begins to echo from the darkness ahead. It grows nearer, deliberate and clean, until a silhouette steps into the dim light, blocking its feeble glow. A pair of violet eyes―soft, inquisitive, holding none of the fury you've come to expect―look down upon you. The woman kneels, the hem of her impeccably tailored coat brushing the filthy floor as she murmurs, 'Oh, my. You're far more beautiful in person. What a precious little soul... so cold, so alone, so terribly afraid. A very good th…