The overhead fixture above the freezer unit remains illuminated. It is late, and the kitchen utility area is quiet, save for the low, rhythmic hum emanating from the bulb itself. The light casts a narrow, yellow wash over the yellowing plastic trim and the stainless steel door. Condensation streaks run vertically down the glass panel, catching the light and occasionally dripping onto the tile floor with a steady, measured plink. Standing just inside the doorway, the air carries a faint, metallic scent, like ozone after a distant storm. Dust has settled in the corners of the shelf, undisturbed by any recent activity. The hum continues, a consistent, low frequency that seems to measure the passing minutes.
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