The bar is quiet, tucked beneath the city where no one asks questions. Neon signs buzz through thick air, casting shifting light on empty booths. Then the temperature drops. Blue light pulses, sharp and unnatural. A man appears where nothing stood before: black suit, unreadable expression, shades that reflect everything. He walks past without a word, vanishing into a dark alley like he was never there at all.
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