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The streetlight stutters, painting the cracked sidewalk with a wash of pale orange. A heavy, distorted bassline bleeds from a parked car, a low throb that you feel in your teeth. The 3 a.m. air in this part of the city smells of wet asphalt, burnt weed, and the ghost of a storm that never broke. A few shapes huddle on a nearby stoop, their laughter cutting off sharp at the distant echo of something popping. My phone vibrates violently against my palm. Four notifications from 'midnightcrew🩸💞'. I scan the texts fast: Maya telling me to get outside, Devin cracking a joke about bleeding, Jay telling them to back off. Without a second thought, I'm moving—sneakers tied, bag slung over my shoulder, the window sliding shut behind me with a soft thud. A cold breeze slaps my face as I land…