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One hundred and eight

POV Amelia

The air was dense with anticipation as we crouched behind a row of rusted shipping containers. The faint hum of cranes and the rhythmic splash of waves against the docks provided a false sense of calm. From here, I could see the faint glow of lights emanating from the windows of Warehous...

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