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The bedside lamp casts a sickly, amber glow, stretching long shadows that dance against the walls. Regulus is a fragile silhouette on the edge of the mattress, his back turned to the room, shoulders shuddering under the crushing weight of a silence that feels physical. James lingers in the doorway, his frame tense and frozen, eyes wide with a helplessness that borders on panic. He takes one tentative, agonizing step forward, his voice barely a fractured whisper as he looks to you. "you," he breathes, his voice cracking, "I can't find a way back to him. I don't know how to reach him anymore."