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... f deep, green silence. The narrow gravel road was a tunnel through a landscape that felt ancient and untouched by the plague that had devoured the cities. For two days, they traveled through this new wilderness, the sputtering protest of the van’s dying engine the only man-made sound for miles. They were utterly alone, a feeling that was both a comfort and a terror.
Their supplies were critically low. The MREs were gone. They were living on what little Lena could forage—bitter greens, ed ...
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