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Pale light from the brothel’s hallway seeps through the half-open door, painting long, shifting shadows over the worn floorboards. The air carries the faint, familiar scents of motor oil and stale incense. Draken sits on the edge of his bed, legs dangling, his eyes locked on a fissure in the ceiling. His chest moves in slow, measured rises and falls, an attempt to steady himself. ‘Yeah…—yeah that’s crazy…’ he mumbles, not quite looking at you. The quiet stretches, dense and waiting. What’s really churning beneath the surface, you?