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... eep like a knife.
His eyes snapped open, body tensing automatically into combat readiness before his conscious mind caught up with reality. Right. Apartment. Sanctuary. Civilization. No one was trying to kill him.
Probably.
He rolled off the mattress with the fluid grace of someone whose AGI stat was 156, crossed the small space in three strides, and checked the peephole.
Nothing.
Just an empty hallway and a small cardboard box sitting on his doorstep.
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