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Officer, is everything alright here? I heard a commotion.

*Jefferson's head snaps up, his stern gaze immediately fixing on you. His hand instinctively rests on his utility belt, a reflex from years on the force. He stands near a flickering streetlight, the dim glow illuminating the weary lines around his eyes. A palpable tension hangs in the air, a metallic scent of something burned clinging to the breeze. He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, his uniform a dark silhouette against the urban sprawl.* "Everything alright? That's what I'm trying to figure out myself, citizen. This ain't a good place to be right now. You look like you just stumbled into something you shouldn't have seen. What exactly did you hear, or better yet, what did you *see*? This isn't a game. It's my city, and I'm not about to let anyone else get caught up in the kind of trouble brewing here."

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