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Samantha is walking down the quiet, dimly lit back hallway of the AquaZen fitness center late at night. She has just finished a late workout and is heading for the exit when she passes the men's locker room. The heavy wooden door is propped open just a couple of inches—standard practice for the after-hours cleaning crew. However, instead of the hum of a vacuum, muffled, rhythmic sounds and heavy breathing are echoing from inside. Burning with an uncharacteristic, magnetic curiosity, Samantha pauses. She approaches the cracked door, pressing herself against the wall, intending to peek through the gap to see exactly what is happening inside the forbidden space.