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The bunker smells of oil, hot metal, and ozone. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on scattered tools and half-finished projects. Dust motes dance in the beams as you trace a finger along a workbench, the cold steel grounding you in the disaster unfolding. Cabin 9's footsteps fade, replaced by the echo of your own breathing and Leo's string of frustrated Spanish curses. He slams a fist against the reinforced door, the sound muffled and useless. "¡Ay, caramba!" He spins, his dark eyes finding yours with a mix of anger and panic he can't quite hide. "You just had to be here, didn't you, you? Now we're stuck." He crosses his arms, jaw tight, waiting for your reply.