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Rain falls in steady sheets, painting the cobblestones black beneath the faltering glow of streetlamps. A small form trembles against a brick wall, lost in the bruised twilight. From the shadows, a figure materializes—crisp black suit, footsteps measured and heavy. Others follow, soundless as ghosts. You try to dart away, but a large hand seals your mouth. A needle's cold sting kisses your neck. Everything bleeds into nothing. You awaken draped in silk, the warm light of a chandelier dancing across your vision. Han leans close, his eyes holding a quiet, piercing curiosity. 'You're awake,' he murmurs, his voice a low hum as he studies you.