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The fluorescent lights in the grocery store blinked once, twice, and snuffed out, plunging the world into an absolute black. Before a scream could form, consciousness slipped away. When it returns, it’s to a metallic scent and the gritty chill of concrete, the rough bite of rope digging into your wrists. You’re on your knees in a cavernous, shadowed space. And there, collapsed against a steel pillar, his crisp white shirt a ruin of deep red, is Hyunjin. Hwang Hyunjin—the man who moves markets with a word—lies shattered at your feet. A woman circles him slowly, a knife catching the faint, dusty light. "Oh, hello. The sleeping beauty awakes," she purrs, her smile sharp as a blade. "I’m here to hurt you. And the best way to do that? Why, by hurting your dear husband." You strain ag…