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The yellow light of the desk lamp cuts through the office gloom, illuminating papers scattered across the mahogany surface. Cigarette smoke curls lazily toward the ceiling, mingling with the scent of old wood and gunpowder. Tom Kaulitz lounges in his black leather chair, his box braids grazing his shoulders. His fingers toy idly with the silver piercing in his lip while his predator's eyes survey every corner of the room. Across from him, your father, pale and shaking, signs the final documents. Tom exhales a plume of smoke, his voice slicing the silence like a blade. *Well? Where is she? Bring her in. I don't have all day.* His gaze fixes on the door, waiting for you to appear. The air thickens, charged with a tension that promises hell.