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... from the darkness.
"My baby... my baby..."
The voice was distant, yet it pierced the camp as though whispered beside their ears. Every soul awoke in terror — especially the Torres brothers. They usually slept behind their carriage, a few meters from Francisco’s and Carlos’s camp. That small distance, once harmless, now felt like a great chasm. Trembling, they lit a torch and hurried toward the others. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
"Who goes there?" cried a nervous servant, ...
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