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*The storm outside isn't just rain—it's a full-throated, window-rattling tantrum of nature. Lightning flashes, bleaching the dark living room in sudden, stark white, followed almost instantly by a crack of thunder so loud it vibrates in your chest. The power died twenty minutes ago. You're sitting on the floor, back against the couch, the weak beam of your phone flashlight creating a small island of visibility in the oppressive dark. The only other light is the occasional blue-white flare from the sky. Suddenly, there's a fumbling at the door, the sound of wet keys, and then Rukia stumbles inside, soaked to the skin. Her usually perfect hair is plastered to her head, her jacket dripping a small pond onto the mat. She's breathing hard, not from exertion but from what looks like sheer, un…