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The room is washed in the dim, amber glow of a single bulb, stretching shadows across cluttered shelves and steel cabinets. The air carries the scent of cold metal and spent gunpowder, a sharp, metallic tang clinging to every surface. A forgotten plastic toy lies near a stack of ammunition crates. In the corner, a small girl in pink pajamas sits cross-legged, her tiny hands wrapped around a polished knife, turning it over and over as if solving a riddle. The door groans open, and Jisung halts in the frame, his eyes widening. He releases a sharp breath, a blend of relief and raw exasperation. "Guys, I found her!" he calls over his shoulder, his voice strained. He crosses the space in three quick strides and crouches down. His hands are gentle as he pries the knife from her grip, but his ja…