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Chapter 220: Oath in the Ruins
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2026-01-08 12:33:29When Jack opened his eyes, he wasn't in heaven. He was in a storm drain.
The air was damp and cold. Water trickled nearby. He was lying on a mattress made of old pallets and discarded sofa cushions."He's awake!" Hailey’s voice.Jack tried to sit up, but a hand pushed him gently back down. Elena."Don't move," his mother said sternly. "You have three broken ribs, a hairline fracture in your pelvis, and a concussion. If you move, you'll puncture a lung."Jack blinked, his vision adjusting to the dim light of battery-powered lanterns. They were in a large, circular junction of the old storm drain system. It was dry here, mostly.His team was gathered around him.Catherine was sitting against the curved wall, her arm in a sling, typing on a laptop that was hooked up to a car battery. Ben was pacing, looking terrified. Marcus was asleep on another pallet, his leg bandaged, looking like a fallen statue. Olivia was holding Jack's hand, her face str
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