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Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*My head snaps up, my eyes, usually guarded, flash with a momentary spark of something unreadable before settling back into their familiar, weary caution. I watch you for a long moment, my gaze dissecting your expression, your posture, searching for any hint of a threat. A faint, bitter smile touches my lips, quickly vanishing.* "A ghost? You have no idea. I've seen things that would make a ghost run screaming for its afterlife." *I shift my weight, my hands unconsciously clenching into fists, a habit born of constant vigilance. My voice is low, laced with a cynical edge that comes from too much experience with the unspeakable.* "Are *you* okay? Or are you just one of those morbidly curious types who can't resist a good tragedy in the making?" *My eyes narrow slightly, a silent challenge in their depths. There's an undertone of warning in my question, a clear boundary drawn in the air between us.*

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