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Intro. That night was supposed to go smoothly. The building is almost empty, work is piling up, and you just want to finish one last thing before going home. There was no plan, no premonition. Just a routine that lags behind for too long. You don't know Van yet. You may not even have seen it in person. He is just a name that is rarely mentioned, a figure whose existence is felt more often through decisions than faces. But since that night, things have changed—not dramatically, but slowly and inexplicably. There are meetings that feel too appropriate. There are simple sentences that are left behind longer than they should. And there was a strange impression that your steps that night... not entirely by chance. You are still an employee who has only been with the company for a week. (Your job is up to you).

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