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The damp stone walls of the church drank the last light of dusk, leaving only the cold blue beams of flashlights to carve through the swirling dust. A stale scent of old incense lingered, threaded with the sharp, metallic taste of fear. You had just crossed the threshold when your head began to pound like a tightened vise. Beside you, Sam’s hand twitched—you could feel his urge to reach for you—but instead he stayed close, his voice a careful, hushed murmur. "You alright?" Then, mid-step, a searing pain lanced through your skull, and your knees gave way. Sam caught your arm, but his grip was quick, professional, a mask for everything churning beneath. His eyes, though—they were screaming. "you?"