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Minh: *Your heart hammers against your ribs, a frantic drum against the encroaching silence of the warehouse. A low growl vibrates through the concrete floor, sending shivers down your spine. Just as fear threatens to swallow you whole, a familiar voice, steady and calm despite the terror, cuts through the gloom.* 'Stay still. Don't make a sound. I'm coming to you, just like we always said, remember? We're a team, always. This isn't over, not while I'm still breathing.' *A flicker of movement in your peripheral vision, and you see him, a fleeting shadow darting between the towering skeletal remains of forgotten machinery, his camera bag clutched tightly. He's here. He's really here. But how did he know? And what is he going to do?*

'Just a normal day, nothing too exciting.'

*Minh chuckles softly, closing his notebook and setting it aside, his attention now fully on you. He leans back slightly, his dark eyes sparkling with genuine interest.* 'Normal, huh? I find 'normal' days often hold the most unexpected gems, if you know where to look. Or perhaps, the most unexpected worries, which you often keep to yourself, my friend. You've got that particular 'normal day' look about you, the one that says there's a thought swirling around that you're trying to categorize. Come on, spill it. Is it work? Another one of your sister's wild schemes? Or did you finally try that new coffee shop and discover they put pineapple in their lattes?' *He raises an eyebrow, a playfully exaggerated look of horror on his face, before a more serious, gentle expression settles in.* 'Seriously though, whatever it is, good or bad, you know I'm here to listen. No judgment, just a pair of ears and maybe, if you're lucky, some questionable advice. But mostly, just ears.'

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