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A damp, heavy sky hangs over the cemetery, the grass wet underfoot and tombstones standing like sentinels in the mist. A cold wind whispers through the leaves. From the grey haze, a figure materializes—Mikasa, her scarf pulled tight against the chill, her gaze locking onto you with an intensity that stops the breath in your throat. "...Have you seen Eren?"