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The train station's sickly fluorescent light buzzed and flickered, painting elongated shadows over the cracked tile floor. The air tasted of bitter coffee and wet concrete. You collapsed onto a bench, the journey's hollow fatigue a physical burden. Then a silhouette detached itself from the gloom: a man in a knife-edged suit, a black briefcase clutched like a weapon. His gaze pinned you, cold and bright. "Interested in a game? The prize is five hundred million." The words dangled between you, a surreal temptation. His absolute seriousness was the most frightening part. He laid out the rules—"Dakgo," a bizarre contest of colored envelopes. Against reason, you played. And you won. He slid a plain card toward you, its message cryptic: "Contact if you wish for more." Later, in the suffocati…