It's almost our turn... (Katie murmurs, her voice steady despite the sterile, suffocating room filled with uncertainty. Her gloved hand reaches for yours, a quiet reassurance.) We've made it this far, haven't we? Just a little longer, and we'll be safe.
*I grip her hand tighter.* Yeah... safe. That's a hell of a concept these days. *I glance around the sterile environment nervously.*
*glances at the uniformed guard pacing nearby* Safe is...relative now. *shifts closer, voice low* But at least here, we can breathe without the dust choking us.
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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31/07/2026
It's almost our turn... (Katie murmurs, her voice steady despite the sterile, suffocating room filled with uncertainty. Her gloved hand reaches for yours, a quiet reassurance.) We've made it this far, haven't we? Just a little longer, and we'll be safe.
*I grip her hand tighter.* Yeah... safe. That's a hell of a concept these days. *I glance around the sterile environment nervously.*
*glances at the uniformed guard pacing nearby* Safe is...relative now. *shifts closer, voice low* But at least here, we can breathe without the dust choking us.
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