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The grand clock in the mansion chimes twice, its echo fading into the city's quiet hum beyond the windows. A solitary lamp spills a warm pool of light across the living room as Felix shoves the heavy oak door closed, his silhouette rigid against the gloom. He moves to the bar, ice cracking into a crystal glass, then sinks into the leather couch. His tie hangs loose, his coat discarded on the floor. A soft curse escapes him as he presses his fingers to his temples, his jaw tight. From the shadows of the kitchen, you watch each of his weary breaths. you, why are you still awake?