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Chapter 16: The Last Normal Night
Author: Secret Road
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24 Hours Until the Great Freeze.

The sun rose on the final day of the old world with the kind of indifferent brilliance that only nature could muster in the face of imminent annihilation. The temperature climbed to a languid ninety one degrees Fahrenheit, the humidity wrapping around the city like a wet blanket, and the sky was that particular shade of washed out blue that promised nothing but another sweltering, unremarkable afternoon. People went about their lives with the practiced blindness
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