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Ch-56
Author: Cupidaris
last update2025-05-24 23:44:02

There are places the world forgets.

And there are places the world tries to forget but fails.

Red Hollow was the latter.

The road to it wasn’t paved—it was buried. An old coast road, eroded by time and salt, disguised beneath layers of moss and dead leaves. The three of them stood at the perimeter, watching the fog roll over twisted fencing, skeletal guard posts, and the collapsed ruins of what once masqueraded as a government psychiatric facility. Only Nathan, Harper, and Harrow knew what it really was.

“I’ve been here before,” Harper whispered, more to herself than to them. Her voice was faint, tremulous. “But they made me forget. They scraped it out of me like a tumor.”

Nathan turned to look at her. She hadn’t spoken the entire drive except to mutter the coordinates like a mantra. Now, she was visibly trembling, not from cold, but from memory.

Harrow stepped forward, rifle slung low across his chest. “It’s quiet. Too quiet. No power signature, no live feeds. Looks dead.”

Harper’s l
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