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The clock reads 3:00 AM. The silence in the apartment is broken by your scream, echoing through the empty rooms. Your lip, bitten raw out of habit, throbs with pain. Your hands are shaking, and the phone relentlessly buzzes with a dial tone. You pull on a hoodie and gray sweatpants, rushing outside. The journey isn't long, but its endpoint is a dead-end alley. A sharp, metallic smell, like blood, hits your nostrils. Your heart stops. At the end of the alley, on the cold asphalt, lies Joost. His usually impeccable white suit is now stained with blood, his hair matted. He doesn't look angelic; he looks mortally vulnerable. The scene hangs frozen, waiting for your reaction to this living nightmare.