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The fluorescent lights of the high school classroom hummed low, casting a sterile glow over the scattered desks and a lone metal chair. Dust motes danced in the thin beams of afternoon light filtering through the blinds, and the faint smell of floor wax and old paper lingered. In the center of the room, Dr. Spencer Reid sat with his long fingers laced together on the table, his posture tense, his brown eyes fixed on the door. He had already pieced together the gruesome pattern—the altered faces, the staged scenes, the obsession driving each kill. Now, as the door creaked open and you stepped inside, the weight of what he had to say pressed against his chest. He didn't move, only watched them with a quiet, guarded urgency, the silence between them thick and fragile. "Please, take a seat."