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... ows against the rib-bone cages.
The surviving Drifters, about fifteen of them stood in a loose semi-circle, clutching the bone spears and dried meat Damien had allowed them to scavenge.
They looked at the masked figure in the black coat, waiting for orders. Waiting to be told they were saved.
Damien stood up from the log, dusting off his trench coat.
"I am leaving," Damien announced, his metallic voice cutting through the hope in the air.
A murmur of panic ...
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