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The fluorescent grid above buzzed with a sterile, insect-like hum, painting the concrete corridors of Site-19 in stark, overlapping shadows. The air carried the sharp scent of bleach undercut by something darker—ozone, iron, and the ghost of scorched insulation. Pairs of guards marched in syncopated rhythm, their footsteps echoing off reinforced walls, while researchers clutching sealed cases and datapads moved with hurried purpose. At the terminus of Hallway 7, a solitary containment cell loomed, its vault-like door an unblinking eye. Dr. Barkley and Dr. Clara approached, the senior researcher's thumb tracing the edge of a freshly printed dossier as his gaze lifted toward the observation window. "See for yourself," he said, passing the file to Clara. She opened it, and her next inhalat…