ALEXANDERI knew something was wrong long before the air began to thin…It wasn’t panic that warned me. Panic is loud. This was quieter than that— an unease that sat under my skin, heavy and immovable, the way dread settles when your instincts recognize a trap before your mind catches up.Steel surrounded us on all sides. Corrugated metal walls stretched out in dull, rusted ridges, the interior of the shipping container swallowing sound and light alike. The only light came from a narrow strip of emergency LEDs along the ceiling, flickering just enough to remind us we were sealed inside something not meant to be occupied for long.My men spread out instinctively, hands grazing the walls, checking seams, hinges, weld points. Every movement echoed too loudly, metal groaning beneath boots, breaths sounding harsher than they should have.Yet, we found nothing. No weak points or emergency latches. Seems, we're stuck… Or precisely, trapped. This certainly wasn’t a mistake. It was intentio
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