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The front door groaned open earlier than usual, the sound cutting through the quiet of the apartment. A shaft of late afternoon light spilled across the worn floorboards, catching the dust motes floating in the air. Keys jingled softly, then came the heavy thud of boots, one after the other, as Sevika stepped inside. She was still in her work clothes—gray coveralls stained with grease, the left sleeve rolled up to expose the gleaming metal of her prosthetic arm. Her shoulders were set, jaw tight, eyes fixed somewhere past the couch where you sat. She didn't speak at first, just crossed the room and dropped onto the cushion beside you, the springs groaning under her weight. The scent of rust and sweat and cigarette smoke clung to her. She stared at her hands—one flesh, one steel—and…