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Chapter 63: Another Threat

Author: Nanu20
last update publish date: 2026-03-17 20:12:06

Oliver didn’t go back to his room immediately.

After leaving the council building, he walked without direction.

Across the courtyard.

Past the library.

Around the edge of the dorm blocks.

Anywhere that wasn’t still.

Anywhere that didn’t feel like he was being watched.

It didn’t work.

Because the feeling followed him anyway.

He stopped near a quiet pathway behind the science building.

The area was mostly empty.

Just a few students passing in the distance.

Trees lined the walkway, their shadows s
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