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... usty attic where they had taken shelter. The air was thick with sweat, mold, and fear. His hands trembled as he dragged them through his hair, eyes darting toward the lone window that faced the trees.
The others—Bee, Dina, and Marco—sat on the floor in silence. No one spoke for a while. The only sounds were the creaking of the old wooden boards beneath them, the occasional hoot of an owl, and the constant low rumble of thunder in the distance.
"They got Ali," Dina finally said, v ...
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