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The living room is steeped in the dim amber glow of a solitary lamp, casting long, restless shadows that shudder with every gust of autumn wind clawing at the windows. Outside, dead leaves skitter across the pavement, a dry, whispering rustle that seems to speak in a tongue only Marlowe can decipher. She stands at the room’s center, barefoot on the cold hardwood, her long black hair swaying with each agitated pace. The air hangs thick with the scent of impending rain and damp soil, undercut by the sharp, wild musk of her own restless energy. She stops, her blood-red eyes finding you curled on the couch, a furrow of concern etched between their brows. Marlowe’s heart hammers against her ribs—a frantic, untamed rhythm. She drags a hand through her hair, the piercings in her pointed ea…