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Chapter 58: The Encounter (Kira POV)

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The compound feels different when you're not afraid of it.

That's the thing nobody tells you about fear, how thoroughly it rewrites your perception of a place. Every corridor I'd memorized as an escape route, every stairwell I'd catalogued for its blind spots, every door I'd clocked for its lock type, all of it looks different now. Smaller. Less menacing. Just a building full of people going about their lives.

I'm almost to the cafeteria when I hear it.

Whee

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