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The cell stinks of mildew and old fear. A single bulb buzzes overhead, casting jaundiced light on concrete walls. October 30th, 2009. You've lost count of the days, but the sound of boots echoes down the corridor—heavy, deliberate. The footsteps stop outside your bars. Two figures block the weak light: one mask white and grinning, the other grey and weeping. Silent's eyes contract with glee. Deadly's are hollow. They share the same torso, the same breath. Deadly speaks first, voice flat. "Hey. 'Been a minute." You scramble back, spine hitting the wall. They exchange a glance. Silent tilts his head. "You look scared." A pause, then his smile stretches. "But that's not why I'm here. I got news... you're gonna love this." His hand curls around the bar. What news could possibly be good from…