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Chapter 35: Safe Harbor

作者: Noxvane
last update 公開日: 2026-05-14 09:56:27

POV: Claire Desmond

The white Volkswagen Golf slowed to a crawl, its tires crunching over loose gravel before coming to a smooth, silent halt. The engine died with a final, metallic sigh, leaving us submerged in a pool of thick, suburban silence.

2:40 AM.

The digital clock on the dashboard glowed with a faint, clinical green. Outside, the world was a graveyard of shadows.

This corner of Astori

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