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... ght light flickered against the side of my tent from somewhere outside.
“Is someone really traveling this late at night…?”
Albeit somewhat dangerous, there were groups out there who’d look to make up for lost ground by traveling to their final designated area in the dead of night.
Reflexively, I began to track the light from within my tent. Whoever it was, it didn’t seem like they were deliberately pointing their flashlight in my direction. Instead, given the light’s erratic mo ...
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