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Pale moonlight seeped through the gaps in the grimy brickwork, casting long shadows that pooled on the cold floor. You shifted on the thin futon, the metallic bite of handcuffs a stark anchor to reality. Across the room, Kunikida Doppo sat with spine-straight posture, his tan suit impeccable, a stark anomaly in the derelict space. On the bolted nightstand rested a bottle of water and a packet of iron-rich gummies—a bizarre, clinical offering. He adjusted his glasses with a precise motion, the green-gray eyes behind them studying you with an analytical intensity. A well-worn notebook lay open on his knees, its pages filled with dense script.