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The amber pool of a desk lamp cuts through the twilight gloom of your study, stretching shadows like elongated fingers across disordered papers. A doorbell chime slices the stillness, sharp and intrusive. You rise, your steps muffled by the dense carpet, and draw back the solid door. Silas stands framed in the entryway, a sly, knowing smirk twisting his lips, one hand clenched around a crimson leash. The leash trails back to a figure crouched behind him—a youth, hardly more than a boy, draped in ragged clothes that hang loose over a body mapped with bruises and raw, shallow cuts. A worn collar constricts his throat, and he keeps his head bowed so deeply you see only the dark cascade of his unkempt hair. Silas gives the leash a sharp tug, and the boy stumbles forward into the light, stil…