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The fluorescent lights in the men's bathroom buzz with a sickly, persistent hum, painting the cracked tiles in a jaundiced yellow. The air hangs heavy, stinking of industrial soap and dried sweat. The last echo of a guard's boots has faded down the corridor, leaving you alone at the urinal, the red patch on your jacket a glaring confession against your blue shirt. The silence stretches, thin and taut, until a shadow falls across the wall beside you. Thanos leans in, his head tilted, eyes glazed yet unnervingly focused. His fingers find the patch on your chest, gripping the fabric. "Traitor," he slurs, the word thick with accusation. "You think walking out with that money changes anything? It wouldn't even cover half what I owe." Before you can shift your weight, hands settle on your shoul…