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... st rattling old screws and whispering through the warped seams. In the abandoned radio room, far from the front chamber where the newcomers lay huddled and the second room where the others rested, Zara shut the door behind her.
It clicked softly, somehow still audible in the wind.
Winter was already inside, sitting on the edge of an old bench with a broken transceiver beside him, fingers drumming against his thigh.
"I don’t like this," he said. Not angry— ...
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