Campus of the undead
The Erickson knows too much.
A flicker of anger crossed his face, but he quickly masked it. “You’ve clearly been through a lot,” he said, his tone smoother now, almost patronizing. “Perhaps you’re confused, traumatized. I suggest you rest and focus on recovery.”
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Joseph sneered, but before he could reply, Erickson stepped in. “That’s enough,” he said firmly. “Mira, Joseph, go get some food and water. I’ll handle this.”
Mira hesitated, her hands balling into fists. “Dad, you can’t trust him—”
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