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Chapter 26: Echoes of Humanity
Author: Syiffa
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The scent of ozone and wet pavement clung to the air like a funeral shroud. Thiago stood at the edge of the shipyard, the rain turning his hair into a slick, dark mess. Aisyah was shivering, her hands shoved deep into her jacket pockets, her eyes constantly scanning the dark, shifting silhouettes of the shipping containers.

"They're tight, Thiago," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the relentless hammering of the downpour. "The perimeter isn't just electrified, it’s segmented. If you
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