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... cold breeze hitting my skin like tiny needles. The place we were in looked completely deserted, barren, dry, and quiet. No buildings. No signs. Just dirt, rocks, and a couple of rusted-out trailers half-buried in weeds.
I glanced around, hoping, praying, to find something. A road. A weapon... Anything that serves as protection. But there was nothing useful. No escape plan in sight.
I adjusted Brian in my arms and dragged myself a few meters forward, stopping near one of the old t ...
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