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Into the Mist

I could barely keep my teeth from chattering. The bonfire burning across the courtyard did nothing to keep me warm. My eyelids drooped under the weight of the third watch.

Suddenly, a man was standing in front of me, rifle drawn. I fumbled for the hammer, praying he hadn’t yet seen me.

I was wrong.

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