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... the purge wave. It was a bridge. Specifically, it was a rusted iron catwalk suspended over a dark, churning chasm of machinery. Below, gears the size of houses ground against each other with a sound that vibrated in the teeth. Above, the smog cleared just enough to show the flickering neon lights of the Foundry District.
It was the only way up.
Vane tested the railing. It rattled under his touch. He looked at the floor grating; it was sturdy enough to hold weight, but you could s ...
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