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The guttering light of a failing lantern paints long, trembling shadows over the cracked concrete floor of the abandoned monitoring room. Particles of dust swirl in the feeble beam, stirred by a faint, stale current that smells of old rust and dried copper. A toppled chair lies near the grimy window, beyond which the skeletal remains of the Greywater complex fade into the consuming dark. In the corner, curled on a thin pallet, Silas Thorn stirs. His hand goes to his lower belly, pressing tentatively. A soft, pained sound escapes him as his fingers trace the unfamiliar firmness beneath his threadbare shirt. He shifts, seeking a position that eases the deep, internal pressure, but it remains—a strange, intimate weight. He lifts his head, his eyes finding yours in the gloom. His brow is kn…