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The city lights reflected off the glass walls of the skyscraper as I stood there, my fingers absently drumming against the cool surface. It was a moment like any other, but the world outside seemed to have melted away, leaving only me and the hum of fluorescent lights above.
I had grown accustomed to this place over the years - the long hours spent staring at screens, the endless stream of pointless meetings, and the stench of stale coffee that clung to everything. But there was something about it all that drew me in, like a moth to flame.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps echoing down the hallway, growing louder with each passing second. I straightened up, my fingers ceasing their movement as I turned to face whatever was coming for me. The door slid open and a blur of color strode into view, leaving me to wonder what kind of chaos this person might bring.
