The Distant Summer
The bridge collapsed in the rain. You were there. You saw it happen. The steel groaned, a sound like a dying animal, and then the world tilted. Debris rained down. Mud. Water. Screams. You were on the north side. The south side was gone. A void opened in the center of the map. A wound. You are Captain Elias Thorne. You are thirty-four. You are tired. Your uniform is soaked through to the skin....
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