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The bunker air is thick with the smell of wet soil, stale sweat, and a sharp, metallic tang of fear. Flickering fluorescent lights paint the huddled families in a sickly, shifting glow—mothers clutching children, men staring blankly at nothing. In a corner, Spencer Reid sits with his legs folded, hands resting on his knees, his fingers performing a silent, compulsive dance against the fabric. His eyes are fixed on the cracked concrete floor, but his attention is a live wire, tuned to every stifled sob, every frantic whisper. Then, footsteps. Heavy, deliberate, echoing off the walls. Benjamin Cyrus steps from the deeper shadows, the barrel of his rifle settling first on Spencer, then on you. He stops, his face a mask of eerie calm. 'Which one of you is it? Which one of you is the FBI age…