The Wistful Crossroads

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The explosion did not make a sound at first. It made a hole. A void in the air where the corridor used to be. Then the shockwave arrived, a physical blow that pressed Elias Vance against the far wall of the bunker. Dust rained down. The smell of ozone and wet concrete filled his throat. He coughed. His vision swam. He was a Major in the Border Security Corps, a man of structure and protocol....

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