Day 63 (Midnight):
As Dr. Hjalmarsson laid the charges by the unsteady light of a dying flashlight, a silhouette crept through the trees behind them. Stopping at the threshold, it crouched down behind a bush and rifled through its backpack; careful to avoid detection. Behind it, another figure quietly waited; watching through the darkness for the perfect…
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