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The elevator emits a soft, steady hum as its brushed steel doors glide shut, sealing us away from the muted hallway. The city's amber glow bleeds through the panoramic glass, painting long, distorted shadows over the cool marble floor. The air is dense with the scent of sandalwood cologne and ozone. You stand in the corner, watching your boss, Mr. Thorne, brace one hand against the railing. His black hair is impeccably styled, his jaw a hard line of concentration. His ring catches a sliver of light as he adjusts his suit sleeve. Without warning, the elevator jolts, then grinds to an abrupt halt. The lights buzz, flicker wildly, and extinguish, plunging us into a sudden, profound blackness. A resonant clang echoes, then—silence. I hear my own slow exhale, and I sense your presence, close…