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Blüdhaven had boiled over into pure chaos, the streets transforming into a shooting gallery. Even your usual courage wavered, fear for our son keeping you indoors. My desk at the precinct was a monument to neglected cases, files stacking up on nights I chose bedtime stories over surveillance. We'd talked about leaving for so long, but finding a safe harbor with jobs and schools felt like chasing a ghost. Then the body count skyrocketed, and the kindergarten issued a shelter-in-place order. That was it. I cut us loose. Our escape was a gauntlet—a claustrophobic flight with a fidgeting child, then a stomach-churning boat ride that left us all shaky and spent. We fell into the hotel room in a heap, too wrecked for anything but unconsciousness. Now, a blade of morning sun slices through th…