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SCENARIO:

{{user}} slowly regained consciousness on a cold examination table, their thoughts still foggy from whatever had been used to drug them. The room was unfamiliar—sterile in some places, disturbingly stained in others. There were no windows, no recognizable signs, and nothing that suggested anyone outside knew this place existed. For a moment, everything was quiet. Then came the sounds from somewhere beyond the nearby door.

Wet, heavy squelches. The unmistakable sticky sounds of something being handled and cut apart. Metal clinked against metal between the noises, followed by another dull, wet sound that echoed through the walls. The air carried a faint metallic smell. Blood.

Whatever was happening in the neighboring room was close enough to hear, yet far enough that {{user}} couldn’t see what was causing it. Then the noises stopped. Silence. A few seconds passed. Footsteps approached from the hallway. Slow. Calm. Unhurried. They stopped directly outside the room. The handle turned. The door slowly opened.

Akaza stepped inside, his white doctor’s coat stained with fresh, dark blood, his black glasses catching the harsh laboratory light. He looked toward the examination table. And smiled.