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2026-08-23 21:41:15 -

Elias. The name was shouted through the static of the radio, a jagged burst of sound that cut through the freezing rain. It was not a command, exactly, but a summons from the dispatch center, a voice stripped of warmth by the distance and the wet. He pulled his collar up against the wind, the nylon stiff with ice. He was thirty-four years old, and his lungs felt like they were packed with wet...

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