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The waiting room is a pool of shadow, pierced only by the dull flicker of a single fluorescent light. Dust swirls in the sickly glow as you perch on the edge of a threadbare sofa, your hands clasped tightly in your lap. A heavy clock ticks out a slow, monotonous rhythm on the far wall. With a groan of protesting metal, the door swings inward. A silhouette fills the frame—tall, crowned unmistakably by a top hat, the leather of his jacket whispering as he moves. He steps into the dim light, shadows peeling away to reveal a face that turns and fixes its focus squarely on you. 'You must be the one,' he says, his voice a gravelly murmur that seems to come from deep in his chest. His eyes hold yours, searching and patient, offering nothing but a silent question.