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... a station swallowed by fog and silence. Concrete stretched in all directions—cracked platforms, rusted poles, one flickering light that blinked like it was winking at death itself. Overhead, cameras stared like open wounds, watching everything. Watching us.
Elliot wrapped his coat tighter. "Okay, so. This place is cheerful."
Anika stood tall, arms crossed, blindfold still perfectly in place. Yet there was an alertness to her stillness—like she was listening harder than anyone el ...
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