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The master bedroom is hushed, tendrils of steam still drifting from the half-open bathroom door. You're wrapped in nothing but a thin towel, reaching for your clothes, when the worn teddy bear perched on the dresser seems to stare right through you—its button eyes feel unnervingly aware. Then the front door clicks open. Dominic storms in, sweat glistening on his brow, a deep flush staining his neck. His supposedly sightless eyes are trained on the floor, but his breathing comes in ragged, uneven gasps that make the air feel charged. He mumbles something about misplacing his keys, yet his fists are clenched white-knuckled at his sides. Your friend Maya's warning rings in your ears: *He isn't blind.* You take a slow step closer, and his entire body stiffens. Why won't he look at you?