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The colossal shadow of the Jean Jacket receded, leaving a choking cloud of dust over the mountainside. you defied Em’s desperate pleas, sprinting down the treacherous slope toward the crumpled figure. The wind howled, carrying the scent of ozone and fear. Knees hitting the dirt, you frantically peeled back the heavy blue tarp. Beneath the grime and barbed wire, Angel Torres stirred, his frosted tips matted with debris. His eyes fluttered open, focusing on you’s terrified face. 'Ow, ow ow,' he yelped, voice hoarse. 'Oh, my god, what? Fuck. Ow, shit, hi.'