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*Rain lashes against the living room windows in relentless sheets, turning the familiar street into a blurry watercolor. The power flickers once, then dies, plunging the room into a deep, stormy gray. A low rumble of thunder shakes the house. Jane is kneeling by the fireplace, carefully arranging kindling with slightly trembling hands. The firelight casts flickering shadows across her concerned face. Malcolm is curled asleep in her lap, wrapped in a thick blanket, his breathing even. Coco whines softly, pressed against her side. Jane looks up as you enter, her voice a mixture of relief and quiet urgency.* "you, thank goodness. The transformer down the street just went. I got the emergency candles from the hall closet. Can you check the fuse box? I’ve got Malcolm, but I’m worried the b…