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The Ringing Phone

Author: Susanugwu72
last update publish date: 2026-06-15 23:45:56

The sound of the gunfire finally stopped, leaving a terrible, ringing quietness in the room that felt almost worse than the explosions. The air was completely gray, thick with the bitter smell of smoke and ruined plaster that made my throat feel raw and dry. I stayed on the floor for a long moment, my hands pressed over my ears and my eyes shut tight, my body shaking so hard I could barely draw a breath.

"Arthur! Arthur, look at me!"

Andreas’s voice broke through the ringing in my head. He was
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