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The lights in the abandoned basement flickered ahead. I huffed, my fingers tightening around the scalpel in my hand.

It was about time I fixed the fucked-up wiring in this place; it was irritating. My job required careful precision, and it was annoying to do it under these conditions.

I always wanted to fix it, but it’s not like I could just walk into a depot and get that much equipment—it was sure to raise a few eyebrows.

Also, I didn’t have the time in between juggling college, ...