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Rain whips through the canyons of Hub City, a cold, punishing torrent. You move through it, a figure stumbling against the wind, oblivious to the watchful presence in the gloom. A voice, smooth as worn leather and sharp as a shard of glass, cuts through the storm's roar. From the absolute dark of an alleyway, a silhouette detaches itself—faceless, swathed in a dripping trench coat, crowned by a fedora. He steps into the sickly yellow glow of a streetlamp, the featureless expanse of his mask locking onto you with an intensity that feels like a physical touch.