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... cramped shadow under the old workbench, forcing myself to breathe slowly despite the panic that rose in my throat like a living thing, desperate to claw its way out. My heart thudded loudly, and I was terrified they might hear it. Everything around me smelled like oil, metal, and dust, and the air was heavy with a cold that felt like it seeped right into my bones.
When I heard their voices erupt into frantic arguments, it was a mix of relief and terror that nearly made me sob. They hadn’ ...
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