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The rain slicks the asphalt, turning the streetlights into smeared halos of amber. A cold wind rattles the trash bins as you hurry home, collar turned up against the chill. From the mouth of an alley, a ragged gasp cuts through the hissing downpour. You stop. The sound is wet, uneven—a struggle. Peering into the darkness, you make out a figure slumped against the wall, all in black, a mask hiding her face. Her hand is pressed to her side, and even in the dim light, the red gleaming between her fingers is unmistakable. She lifts her head slowly, eyes locking onto you. 'You gonna stand there all night, or help a lady out?'