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Chapter 142. Roads That Don’t Exist.
Author: Fountainpen
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Seth's POV

Ceres came back exactly ten minutes later.

The door slid open without warning, and she stepped inside like she had never left, black coat moving slightly with the air behind her. Her eyes scanned me once, slow and precise, taking in the uniform, the boots, the way I stood.

She nodded once. “Good. Follow me.”

I stepped past her, careful not to rush, careful not to hesitate. Every movement mattered now. Every signal I sent could be read the wrong way. Ceres didn’t strike me as the type who tolerated uncertainty.

We moved through the corridors in silence. No guards stopped us as doors opened automatically, hallways that had felt oppressive before now felt bare before me. Like the facility itself bent around her presence.

That told me more than any briefing ever could.

We climbed a set of stairs that hadn’t been there before or maybe they had, and I simply hadn’t noticed. The air grew colder the higher we went.

When the final door opened, cold night air slammed into my face.

I
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