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Chapter 74: The First Needle

Author: R.J. Sterling
last update publish date: 2026-02-20 00:30:16
The crimson laser swept across the frosted glass like fresh blood spilled on dirty snow, and the exact second it stopped, locking onto my son’s silhouette, I knew the avalanche hadn't just arrived—it was already burying us.

Beep. Beep. BEEEEEP.

The proximity alarm on the dashboard flatlined into a continuous, high-pitched scream.

"Brace!" Ryan roared.

He didn't just turn the steering wheel; he wrenched it, fighting the heavy, armored chassis of the Nightfall SUV. The vehicle slewed violently to
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