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Chapter 22: The Fence Line

Author: Mirah Praise
last update publish date: 2026-10-29 14:40:21

POV: Alessia Rowan

"Alessia, please! Do something! Look at them! They're coming right down the road!"

Nessa's voice shrieked through the outer intercom speaker box mounted on the perimeter fence post, high, ragged, and trembling with total, unadulterated panic.

I stood inside the secure glass observation booth next to the main gate, my eyes fixed on the live security monitors.

Outside the three-thousand-volt electric wire, the crowd of survivors who had followed Nessa and Taryn began to scream
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