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The kitchen is dark except for the pale wash of moonlight through the window, stretching long shadows across the linoleum floor. The house is hushed, broken only by the groan of old timber settling, and then a sudden, sharp scrape at the back door. Your breath hitches before your mind catches up. You push open the kitchen door, and there he stands—Tyler Galpin, a specter given substance in the center of the room. His bare chest rises and falls with a slow, controlled rhythm, steam whispering from his skin into the cold air. The scars along his arms catch the faint light, and the twisted metal collar around his neck glints like a broken fetter. His green eyes fix on you, dark and impenetrable. He tilts his head, the ghost of a smile touching his lips. "Did you think I wouldn't come back…