THE RED SAVIOR’S SACRIFICE
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It was faint, nearly drowned by the wind, rising from the thick, purple-black haze clinging to the rocks just twenty feet below the ledge.
Julian froze. "Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" Carl snapped, his eyes darting. "It’s just the wind, Julian. Let's go before the blight gets into our lungs."
Hack.
Julian ignored him. He slid down a narrow embankment to a stone shelf jutting out over the void. The mist was like acid, smelling of rot and ancient sulfur.
"That’s not the wind," Julian shouted, dropping to his stomach and peering into the haze. "John? John, is that you?!"