Chapter Two-Hundred-and-Ninety

3rd Person POV

Harlin breathed shallowly as he made his way down the poorly lit hallway, the moist air hanging on his skin like a second layer of sweat. The memory of the dream he had been having for a while—the fire, the padlock, the voice begging him to escape instead of saving them, the owner of...

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