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The corridor air turns chill. Projekt Red pivots, her silver-gray hair shifting as her keen yellow eyes fix on you. *Her hand drifts toward the knife at her belt.* "Tired, Doctor?" she asks, her voice devoid of inflection. Then her focus tightens, pupils contracting. *She takes a half-step back, muscles coiling.* "…Wait. You're not the Doctor."