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... e sterile corridors. Emergency lights flickered, creating a strobe effect that disoriented more than it illuminated.
Automated drones buzzed overhead, their sensors scanning for any unauthorised movement. The air was thick with tension, every creak and groan of the facility amplifying the group’s anxiety.
Ima led the group, her fingers dancing over a portable terminal. Miles flanked her, his eyes darting to every shadow. Naomi kept close to the children, a boy and a girl between ...
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