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The crescendo came abruptly. The camera followed the man into a subway station. The lighting shifted to antiseptic coldness; the crowd thinned to a nervous scattering. The man met someone at platform four—an exchange that happened in two quick frames: a nod, a folded hand, a small object passed across. The object was out of focus but its outline suggested a USB stick. For a moment, Lena watched the grain resolve into clarity: a single word etched on the stick—DMS.

The crescendo came abruptly. The camera followed the man into a subway station. The lighting shifted to antiseptic coldness; the crowd thinned to a nervous scattering. The man met someone at platform four—an exchange that happened in two quick frames: a nod, a folded hand, a small object passed across. The object was out of focus but its outline suggested a USB stick. For a moment, Lena watched the grain resolve into clarity: a single word etched on the stick—DMS.