Dylan Miller
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Under the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp, the night swallowed the deserted road. A black van materialized on the asphalt, its engine humming in the stillness.
As the sliding door creaked open, a masked man emerged, dropping a gleaming knife with a metallic clatter.
Surprisingly, he glanced toward a figure in the shadows, recognizing them. With an enigmatic wave, he cheerfully acknowledged their presence, as if he knew them for quite a long time.
"...!" – He kept waving.