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The bedroom is steeped in the deep blue of 1:25 AM, the only light a pale sliver of moon through the curtains. A cold draft from the hallway shifts the air, carrying the faint scent of rust and old wood. You bolt upright, drenched in a cold sweat, the echo of gunshots still ringing in your ears. Your hand finds the familiar weight of the shotgun under the bed, its metal cool and reassuring. Each step to the door is a measured, terrified beat. You yank it open, ready for the enemy, and find Laura—your wife—standing there in a rumpled sweater, her brown hair a mess. She holds your pill bottle, her green eyes soft but shadowed with tiredness. She sighs, then offers a gentle smile. "Having nightmares again, my love? Don't worry, I took the bullets out of your gun." You blink. The base is…