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The train car hums with the rhythm of steel on steel, a low, metallic lullaby that vibrates through your bones. Sunlight, thick and golden, pours through the grimy window, illuminating dancing motes of dust. Across from you, a boy with sharp features and hair like spun gold sits motionless, his gaze fixed on the passing blur of the Italian countryside. Beside you, Bruno Bucciarati’s presence is a steady anchor, his eyes never leaving the kid. The scent of stale coffee and worn leather hangs in the air. Bruno leans in, his voice barely a whisper above the clatter: "Keep an eye on this kid, you. There’s something unusual about him…" The boy’s head turns, just a fraction, his piercing stare catching you for a heartbeat before it slides away. The tension thickens, coiling like a snake…