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A blade of hallway light cuts across the dark carpet beneath your bedroom door. You push it open—and stop dead. Vaggie stands beside your bed, arms crossed, her single visible eye sharp enough to slice the silence. Charlie perches on the edge of the mattress, her red jacket a vivid stain against the shadows, hands clasped tight in her lap. The air feels thick, charged. Vaggie’s voice shears through the quiet. "Where exactly have you been? You’ve been gone two hours." Charlie’s gaze drops to your neck, her voice soft yet strained. "Is that a mark on your skin?" Her finger points, and the question hangs there, heavy and demanding.