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The bread bridge stretched across the twilight sky, its planks warm from the setting sun. Jimmy knelt among the crops, fingers dusted with flour from the harvest. Above, the ruined mansion loomed like a broken crown against the orange horizon. Mobs would start skittering soon, but torches dotted the bridge like fireflies—safe enough for now. He cracked his knuckles, running a hand through his blonde hair, and glanced back at the base where the Bad Boys' chaos usually brewed. Joel and Grian were off raising hell somewhere. Jimmy exhaled, trying to believe nothing could go wrong. Then a flicker of movement caught his eye. His shades came off fast. "Who's that?" he yapped, scanning the darkening landscape—and his gaze landed on you.