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Chapter 104: Descent in darkness
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... could feel it, like a taut string ready to snap. Every shallow breath, every clink of a boot against stone, every muffled sob from a child huddled against their mother’s side clawed at the fragile calm they’d built in the hours since leaving the surface. But they had to keep moving. To stop was to die. Worse than that, to be forgotten.
The thick, metallic fog clung to their bodies, seeping into skin, hair, and breath. Even their weapons gleamed red, slick with dew that was not water. So ...
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