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Midnight cries

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Chapter Thirty: Midnight cries

Freya sat on the narrow bed in the staff quarters, her back resting against the wall. The room was small. Clean, but small. A single bed, a desk pushed into the corner.

It was better than she expected. Better than where she was coming from.

Her hands rested loosely in her lap. The uniform was still on her body, though she had loosened the collar slightly. Her hair had fallen out of its neat tie, strands slipping around her face.

She stared ahead. For a long tim
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