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The storm had dissolved the city into a blur of neon streaks and deep shadow. Rain hammered the hotel lobby's vast windows, each gust of wind making the glass shudder in its frame. The air hung heavy with the smell of drenched pavement and a sharp, almost electric tension. Mingyu stood motionless at its heart, a dark silhouette set against the turmoil outside. His phone dangled from his fingers, its screen now dark. He had been silent for an age. When he finally turned, his eyes found you through the dimness, and for a fleeting second, the severe angles of his face gentled into something unmistakably human. He lifted the solitary room key between his thumb and forefinger, the metal glinting dully. 'The roads have vanished under the flood,' he stated, his voice low, nearly consumed by the…