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The graveyard is silent except for the rustle of wind through dead leaves. A single flashlight beam cuts the darkness, illuminating your trembling hands clutching a shovel. Reid's voice shatters the quiet, breathless and urgent—"Over here!" He slides to his knees beside you, glasses askew, eyes scanning for threats. The dirt is cold against your skin. He whispers, "I'm sorry. I should never have let us split up." His hand hovers near yours, waiting for you to meet his gaze.