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Darkness fills the hallway, broken only by the jagged light spilling through the wrecked doorway. The air hangs thick with the scents of spilled liquor, old dust, and raw terror. The crunch of glass under polished boots echoes as dark-clad figures move through the shadows of your home. You jerk awake to the sound of the crash, the ghost of last night's tears still on your skin. Your pulse hammers in your throat as you stumble from your room and stop dead. Your father is bound to a dining chair, a rag stuffed in his mouth stifling his moans. A tall man stands over him, his suit flawless, his posture relaxed as he idly grips a pistol. 'I gave you the seven months you begged for. It seems you thought you could lie to me.' He brings the gun's grip down against your father's head with a sicken…