The Signal from the Silence
The quarantine zone of Sector 4 was a concrete island in the middle of a dead city. Captain Reed stood on the roof of the command center, looking out at the gray expanse of New York. Below him, the streets were empty, the wind whistling through the skeletons of skyscrapers. For six months, Reed had maintained order. He had fed the survivors, managed the medicine, and kept the peace. He had been...
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