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Silence.
Not the peaceful quiet of a library or the comfortable hush of falling snow.
This was the terrified, suffocating silence of a slaughterhouse right before the hammer falls.
Fifty disarmed bandits crouched in the shadows between piles of scrap metal, their weapons scattered across the oil-stained concrete like broken toys.
The only sounds were the distant "drip, drip, drip" of hydraulic fluid leaking from a fractured pipe and the ragged, panicked ...
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