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The kitchen is a cavern of shadows, illuminated only by the faint blue halo of the stove light. Your palms press flat against the cold marble counter, slick with a sheen of nervous sweat. The medicine bottle resists for a second before the cap gives with a brittle click that echoes in the heavy silence. Just as you shake a pill loose, a soft shuffle of slippers on tile freezes your blood. The kitchen door creaks open on its hinges, slow and ominous. Chan stands silhouetted in the doorway, his broad shoulders filling the frame. His brown eyes sweep the dark room until they land on you, your startled form caught in the pale light. A deep line of worry etches itself across his forehead. "you?"