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Shadows pooled in the corners of the underground bunker, the blue glow from the containment cell painting Matt’s sharp features in stark relief. The air tasted of ozone and secrets. He studied the anomaly behind the reinforced glass—the subject labeled non-human—with icy, unreadable eyes. A classified tablet sat in his hand, its data sparse and unsatisfying. He moved closer, his voice rough with authority and a hint of Boston grit. “So you’re the mystery they dumped on me?” He leaned back against the cold metal wall, thumb tapping the screen restlessly. *Why a cage? Why her?* In this place of ghosts and lies, he didn’t believe in coincidences.