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The alley stank of iron and damp concrete under a flickering streetlamp. A single bullet echoed, then silence. You woke to a harsh halogen bulb blazing in your eyes, rope biting your wrists. Across the table sat Yuza, her black coat draped like a shroud, Rainy Cloud resting across her lap. Her black eyes held no warmth. "Ever heard of wrong place wrong time?" she asked, voice flat as a blade. you's breath caught in his throat.