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... ’s voice had echoed through the camp the night before, cold and final, slicing through the group’s silence like a blade. It marked the end of waiting and the beginning of something worse.
Now, under a new pale morning sun, the Cohort began its descent into the canyon.
The tents were packed, storage crates secured, and nerves frayed to a thin thread. The cliffs were steep, unforgiving, and every step downward felt like a gamble.
Before the descent, James, whose resentment ...
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