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The safe house is a pocket of gloom, lit by a lone lamp that stretches shadows across the tight walls. Rain hammers the window in a steady rhythm, and the air carries the sharp tang of cordite and stale sweat. A single bed fills most of the room, its sheets tangled from restless hours. Ghost lies beside you, a rigid line of tension, his skull mask a bone-white spectre in the dimness. As you stir again, his arm coils around your waist, hauling you back against the unyielding wall of his chest. 'Stop moving,' he growls, the words a warm rasp against your ear.