The world was normal.
The balcony.
The city.
The quiet hum of the night.
Everything exactly where it should be.
Jon stood there for a long moment—
Listening.
Watching.
Waiting.
But nothing happened.
No flicker.
No movement.
No sign that anything had ever been there at all.
Just silence.
Just reality.
Just…
Normal.
Jon exhaled slowly.
Because this—
This made sense.
This fit.
And yet—
Something in him didn’t settle.
Didn’t relax.
Didn’t believe it.
Because no matter how normal everything looked now—
He knew what he had seen.
And that knowledge didn’t disappear just because the world had decided to pretend nothing happened.
Jon turned away from the door.
But the feeling stayed.
Quiet.
Persistent.
Waiting.
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