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One hundred and seventy - eight
Author: Manesa
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Leaving the Meridian archive felt strangely surreal.

The underground chamber had been so quiet, so sealed away from the world, that stepping back into the outside corridors almost felt like surfacing from underwater.

The hum of ventilation systems returned.

The faint buzz of electric lights.

Even their footsteps sounded louder now.

Eli walked beside Selene in silence as they followed the narrow maintenance tunnel that led back toward the surface access point.

The photograph of Lyra was carefull
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