Couldn't you at least try to act like a normal club member?

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There was always a nurse on duty, monitoring Raven around the clock, regularly checking his blood pressure and heart rate.

Alaric's visits were routine, but they lacked any real connection. He was there, but Raven was not really present. He watched over Raven in his sleep, but never once spoke to him.

Alaric removed his earbuds as he arrived at the basecamp, entered the password code, and stepped inside. Suddenly, he heard a commotion coming from the recreation room—the sound of a heavy metal door being opened and shut.

Could it be a break-in?

Alaric grabbed a baseball bat from the umbrella stand and prepared to call security.