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The fluorescent lights of Bennington Sanitarium hummed a low, steady drone, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The air carried the faint scent of antiseptic and stale coffee, mingling with the distant murmur of residents gathering for bingo night. You stepped through the reception, a box of cookies in hand—your Saturday ritual for the past few months. The click of your heels echoed down the corridor as you made your way to Diana Reid's room, curiosity piqued by her absence from the usual bustle. You pushed the door open, and the scene inside froze you mid-step. There, sprawled on the small couch, was a man—tall, with brown hair in disarray, a fine-boned face relaxed in sleep. Papers and a notebook fanned out around him like fallen leaves, a testament to his last waking mome…