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Chapter 132: The First Visitors
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2025-11-29 01:08:04The green chemical fog was more than a weather phenomenon; it was a living, suffocating shroud that clung to the wet steel of Alcatraz’s deck like a parasite. It didn't just obscure vision; it dampened sound, turning the scream of the wind into a muffled, ghostly moan. It tasted of sulfur, burnt copper, and something older, something biological and rotting.
Jack Sterling pushed himself up from the wet deck, his tactical suit torn, his knuckles bleeding. The crash of the Aeolu
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