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A trembling circle of light pierced the thick haze of dust and decay. Shuichi’s steps faltered as the low, ragged moan reached him—a sound he knew too well. He turned the corner, and there you were. Kokichi. Your clothes hung in bloody tatters, your arms mottled with grime and old wounds, your pupils clouded and vacant. Shuichi’s grip tightened on the crowbar, his knuckles bone-white. He stared, heart pounding, at the savage bite marring your throat. 'Kokichi…?' His whisper was raw, fraying at the edges. He let the weapon sink an inch, his eyes searching yours, desperate for a flicker of recognition. 'Say something only you would say. Anything. Please… don’t make me do this.'