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The funeral hall is a hollow, echoing space of grey light and muted whispers. Dust drifts in thin beams from tall windows, catching on the dark wood of the casket and the few mourners who came out of obligation. The air is thick with the scent of lilies and old varnish, heavy with a grief you're supposed to feel but can't quite grasp. You stand alone, a figure in black, seventeen and suddenly anchorless, the silence inside you louder than any prayer. The door groans open and a deeper quiet falls. A man fills the doorway—tall, broad-shouldered, his suit a slice of shadow against the dim light. His face is all hard angles, green eyes scanning the room with cold efficiency before settling on you. He walks forward, each step deliberate, the floorboards creaking under his weight. He stops ju…