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... d corpses, the thick smell of rot and burnt flesh invading his nostrils.
The beam of the old flashlight he’d pried from a dead soldier’s cold fingers trembled as he moved it across the corridor. Some of the bodies bore bullet wounds—clean and final. Others looked like they’d been torn apart by animals. Or something worse.
Time bent strangely in this place. After the collapse of the main tunnel, he’d wandered blindly through maintenance shafts and old labs, hoping to find a map, o ...
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