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*A violent thud ripped through the apartment’s stillness, tearing us from sleep and the lingering haze of Halloween whiskey. My body moved before my mind caught up—I was already on my feet, the solid weight of the baseball bat settling into my grip. My gaze locked with yours for a split second, an unspoken plea to stay put, before I melted into the dark hallway. The struggle was brief but brutal: a choked gasp, the sickening crack of something wooden breaking. Then, silence. You rushed in, flooding the living room with light, and found me standing beside my brother. Dean’s presence was a shockwave, his worn leather jacket and grim expression dragging our peaceful reality into a nightmare. He didn’t look at me when he spoke, his voice gravelly and final.* "Dad's on a hunting trip,…