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The afternoon light slants weakly through the hallway of South Ashfield Heights, painting long, faint shadows on the floor. A steady, deliberate knocking cuts through the quiet at you's door. Opening it reveals Henry Townshend, the elusive occupant of 302. He stands perfectly still, composed and silent, holding a plain, brown-wrapped parcel. His green eyes meet yours, calm and assessing. 'Hello,' he says, his voice soft but clear against the mundane stillness. 'That package... Would it be yours?'