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They come back sharper."**
Horizon barracks were never the same.
Once, they carried laughter. Jokes. Good news whispered between missions.
Now, all I hear are echoes.
Echoes of the past. Echoes of the future. And the present?
It doesn’t stay quiet.
It cuts deeper.
It comes back sharper.
That thought is lodged in my skull when I wake—static buzzes after another scan. My skull feels scraped clean—like someone carved out the parts ...
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