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... highway. It wasn’t the tired hum of some lone car still clinging to life, nor the uneven cough of an engine begging to die. No—this was thunder. Deep, unrelenting, it rolled across the empty wasteland, bouncing between the rusted skeletons of cars, rattling broken glass in their frames. The sound was so heavy it felt alive, pressing into my chest, dragging the breath out of me.
The dead heard it too.
At the roadside, a half-rotted figure lifted its head, milky eyes twitching towa ...
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