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... ith that familiar lack of sensation, leaving me staring at empty space where a beautiful stone had been moments before. I muttered while reshouldering my backpack.
"Now I’m just stealing random rocks. This is what my life has become."
Counting off the paces specified in the hunter’s journal from where the rock had been, I stop over a spot. Three feet down from here should be the medical cache. The folding shovel extended with a satisfying click w ...
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