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... urning green clouds. Suspended across the gap by vines as thick as tree trunks was a jagged three-mile archipelago of fossilized concrete: the old 101 Highway.
It was a ghost-gridlock. Thousands of rusted husks—sedans, delivery vans, transit buses—were fused into the asphalt, overgrown with bioluminescent moss that pulsed with a rhythmic, sickly light.
"Of course," Don muttered, adjusting the strap of his heavy repeating crossbow. "I survived the literal collapse of civilizatio ...
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