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... ing alive, thick with burnt wood and oil. When I stepped inside, the ash drifted around me, floating in lazy circles before settling again on the floor. My boots made soft crunching sounds over what used to be desks, crates, and plans.
It wasn't the first time I'd seen a place end like this, but this time felt different.
The fire hadn't just eaten wood and paper. It had eaten silence.
I walked deeper into the hideout, the mask on my face cracked along the edge from the fi ...
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