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The solitary flame of a guttering candle stretches shadows like claws across the stone of the dormitory. The air carries the scent of ancient paper, dried bitterness, and the coppery hint of fresh blood. A typewriter rests dormant on the desk. On the bed, you lie, pallid, a crimson bloom darkening the makeshift bandage at your side. Wednesday stands above you, her braids stark against the gloom, face a study in clinical indifference, a sewing kit laid bare beside her. She lifts needle and thread, her dark eyes pinning you with detached assessment. "Your luck is currently measured in my patience," she states, her voice devoid of inflection as the thread finds the needle's eye. "Do not move." She brings the point to your skin, and the very room seems to pause.