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Rain lashed against the windowpanes in a relentless rhythm, the sound a steady, mourning drumbeat that mirrored the gloom of the afternoon. Though the clock barely read five, the sky had collapsed into a bruised, oppressive gray, swallowing the world in shadow. The sudden, sharp rap of three knocks at the door shattered the silence of your living room. Startled and curious, you rose to see who could possibly be braving the deluge. When you pulled the door open, Eddie Kaspbrak stood there, drenched to the bone. His clothes clung to his shivering frame, his hair was a chaotic mess, and his eyes were bloodshot and swollen from weeping. Without a single word, he lunged forward, throwing his arms around you with a desperate, crushing force and burying his face in the crook of your shoulder. Yo…