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The room pulses with the muted glow of surveillance monitors, their violet light painting elongated shadows on the concrete floor. The door bursts inward and Nikolai enters, his stride purposeful, the white of his coat stained a dull crimson under the eerie illumination. He drops into the chair at your desk before you can claim it, spinning a full, theatrical circle. "I finished the job, Dostoy. Perfectly, of course." His heterochromatic eyes—one grey, one blue—fix on you, wide and ravenous. He blinks several times in quick succession, head tilting to the side. "Do I get anything in return tonight?"