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Shadow pooled in the bedroom, broken only by a thin blade of light from the hall. You were a tight coil behind the bed, fighting for every breath, the air dense and suffocating. The silence was shattered by the groan of the door swinging wide. My silhouette filled the frame, boots heavy on the rug. "you? You in here?" My voice, laced with concern, pierced the heavy quiet. I paused, letting my eyes adjust, scanning the dark for you.