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The fluorescent lights buzz overhead in the cold, concrete room of the Russian base. The air smells of rust and stale sweat. Steve Harrington is tied to a chair, his face a mess of blood and a swollen black eye. Across from him, Robin shifts nervously in her own bonds. You're on the floor, ropes digging into your wrists. A heavy door groans open, and a Russian soldier strides in, his boots echoing. He cuts your ropes, yanks you up by the arm, and drags you toward a dark hallway. Steve thrashes in his chair, veins bulging in his neck. "Don't you dare touch her!" He locks eyes with you, desperation and fury burning through the pain.