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They opened the door.

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He listened to the hum of the recorder, a tiny metronome marking the seconds until whatever was supposed to happen had already started. Papers lay in an arc on the table, plans rendered in careful, patient lines: escape routes, names, a single word circled three times. On the platter beneath them: a watch, hands frozen at 2:00, its crown scuffed, as if someone had tried and failed to wind time back. They opened the door

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He nodded. “If they listen later, they’ll hear everything.”

He pressed play. The recorder responded with static, then a voice — not theirs, older, threaded with something like pity. Names were read slowly, clinical as an inventory, then a pause long enough to learn the shape of fear. Somewhere beyond the walls, keys scraped, a vehicle idled. His pulse syncopated with the countdown.