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The apartment door slams shut, sealing in the scent of copper and sweat. Roy stumbles in, wiping blood from his nose, his voice urgent. “Fix Jason first.” Beside him, Jason grunts, attempting to rise despite the severity of his wounds, his stubbornness warring with pain. Roy collapses into a chair, eyes pleading, while Jason’s hands remain slick with his own blood, a grim testament to the night’s violence.