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Let him feel it.
“Yes,” I reply.
“It is.”
His eyes narrow.
“You think you’re clever.”
I finally meet his gaze.
Not defiant.
Not emotional.
Certain.
“I think,” I say quietly, “you should turn around.”
He lets out a short laugh.
Dismissive.
Arrogant.
Still clinging to control.
“That’s not how this works—”
The door behind him opens.
Not loudly.
Not dramatically.
Just enough.
Just there.
And everything—
Everything—
Changes.
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Aaron
Location: Interior — Blacksite Facility
Time: Night
The door opens.
And for half a second—
No one understands what they’re looking at.
