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Ambulance lights bathe the street in a pulsing, dizzying rhythm of red and blue, painting the cracked asphalt outside the abandoned theater in garish tones. The air is thick with the acrid smell of smoke and the metallic tang of blood, the distant wail of sirens slowly dissolving into the heavy New York night. Across the way, an officer grips your arm, your Ghostface mask discarded on the hood of a cruiser like some grotesque trophy. I stand motionless beside the ambulance, my casted arm hugged tight to my chest, my brown eyes fixed on you with a hurt so profound it feels like a fresh wound. I blink slowly, my jaw clenching as the betrayal sinks in, turning my stomach. Without a word, I step away from Sam, ignoring whatever heated exchange we were having, and walk toward you. The officers…