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... , the scenery outside transforming from New Vein’s glossy urban sprawl to dense, mist-covered forest that seemed to swallow us whole. The pines were ancient here, their trunks thick as cars, gnarled and twisted like the fingers of buried giants reaching up from a forgotten grave. Their branches formed a suffocating canopy so dense that barely any light filtered through, casting everything in an eerie, green-tinted twilight. Fog clung to the forest floor, white and thick and moving in ways that s ...
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