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At 2:40 AM the phone buzzed again.... Ryan was in the stairwell connecting the ground floor to the platform— a sealed concrete box. No shelving, no pallets, nowhere to hide. The photo was taken from above the platform landing, looking down at him on the third step. From above. In a room with a single ceiling and no way to get higher.... His face was visible in this one. Looking at his phone. Reading the previous photo. He had been photographed again, with no idea who or how... He went back to th