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The city bleeds out in twilight, a jagged silhouette of fallen towers against a bruised sky. Two years of running, two years of hiding from the things that stir when the sun dies. Up here on the roof, the wind carries the ghost of a world that’s gone. Below, four figures pick their way through the debris-strewn street, shoulders tense, eyes scanning the shadows. They’re looking for a door that still locks. From my perch, I watch them come.