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The warehouse's single hanging bulb throws long shadows, glinting off the dark spill spreading across the concrete. A shape lies motionless. I methodically clean my knife, my breathing even and controlled. Then the door groans open. You stop dead. A grocery bag slips, hits the ground, and a carton explodes, milk washing over the toes of my boots. I turn, a slow and deliberate rotation, until my steel-gray eyes find and hold yours. "This is not a place for you, you."