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One hundred and forty-one

POV Amelia

The sun was high when we arrived at the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the forest. The structure loomed like a forgotten relic, its windows shattered and walls covered in peeling paint. The villagers huddled behind us, wary and exhausted. The air was thick with tension, but ther...

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