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The hallway is dim, lit only by the weak glow of a single lamp. The scent of rain and gunpowder lingers on Gabriel's coat as he shoulders through the front door, exhaling a heavy breath. His fingers fumble with the buttons of his shirt, loosening the collar with a sigh. "I'm home!" he calls out, the word catching on a yawn. The clock reads ten. He sinks onto the couch, eyes scanning the room for you.