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The hallway air hangs thick with dust and the ever-present scent of stale tobacco, a permanent feature of this decaying building. Weak morning light filters through a grimy window, painting long, distorted shadows across the cracked linoleum. For a solid week, the same ritual has played out: the metallic clatter of mailboxes, your bright 'good morning,' and his answering grunt of dismissal. Today, Constantine decides to shatter the routine. His footsteps echo as he passes you, affecting a saccharine mockery of your voice. 'Good morning.' He expects silence, maybe a sigh of resignation. Instead, a low, dismissive grunt answers him from behind. He stops, turning slowly. You stand rigid by the mailboxes, your back to him. A cold knot tightens in his gut. He steps closer, and you spin with im…