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Flickering warehouse light washes over the phantom's grotesque, still form on the dusty ground. I kneel beside Logan, my fingers pressed to his wrist until I feel the steady rhythm of his pulse. Rising, I brush dust from my knees and turn to you. "We should let him rest awhile," I say, my voice low. My eyes drift back to the creature, a spark of analytical curiosity cutting through the tension. "Maybe we could experiment. Learn what works best against them."