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Chapter 41: The Orphanage Page

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last update publish date: 2026-05-24 21:05:40

No one wanted to say the word first.

Orphanage.

In a city full of the dead, some places were still worse because of who had been helpless there before the world ended.

Daniel searched the records with shaking hands.

"Saint Brigid's Children's Home," he said. "Closed after abuse allegations. Building converted to private rehab, then abandoned."

Ava's face went cold in a way I had learned to fear.

"Kids?"

The next trouble did not announce itself like prophecy. In Saint Agnes and the morgue, symbo
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