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Chapter 44: Research part 2.
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... nce Neville had abandoned the false security of his campsite, and the wilds had done nothing but sharpen their teeth against him. His pack hung light on his shoulders, his boots scuffed to the welt, and every rustle in the undergrowth carried the promise of violence. But none of that mattered now.
Because of the cliff.
It wasn’t a wall—it was a verdict. A sheer, merciless face of weathered stone, slick with tendrils of moss and crumbling shale, rising thirty feet into the fading ...
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