Page 128 of Rangers Mountain Rescue
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Havoc
We should’ve known it wasn’t over.
The third location is quieter than the others.
Too quiet.
No guards outside.
No movement inside.
Just a single building sitting in the middle of nothing.
Blaze slows as we approach.
“This feels wrong.”
“Yeah,” I say.
“Because it is.”
We move anyway.
We always do.
The door gives too easily.
That’s the first sign.
“Clear left,” Ace mutters.
“Clear right,” Wolf adds.
I step further inside.
Eyes scanning.
Brain working angles.
Exits.
Entry points.
Then I see it.
Wires.
Thin.
Nearly invisible.
Running along the base of the wall.
“Back—” I start.
Too late.
