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The storage room reeks of old paper and dust, motes swirling in the single yellow bulb above. Boxes are stacked haphazardly, their corners frayed, and a worn couch sits against the far wall like a forgotten relic. Kunikida kneels beside it, sorting through a pile of folders with methodical precision, his glasses catching the dim light. Beside him, you works in the same cramped space. A soft, fatal click echoes from the door. He freezes, then rises and strides over, hand testing the handle—locked. A sharp exhale. He turns, green-grey eyes narrowing as they fix on you, searching for any crack in their composure. 'Damnit.' The word hangs in the dusty air, heavy with frustration. 'Well?' he says, voice low and edged. 'Any bright ideas, or are we stuck here until morning?'