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The walls of the bunkhouse feel cold against hi back as he slithers along, in the shadows, and away from the sight of the towers. He steps out towards the fenceline, where the earth drops down leaving the gaping wire several feet exposed and no longer buried. He drops down to the ground, a puff of soil exploding into his face.
Don't cough.
Don't.
:::cough:::
Did anyone hear? He turns while still laying prone looking for the lights to swing back. They never do.
They can't see me. He inches forward and looks ahead at the trench which goes under the wire.
"What lays beyond" he nutters under his breath, quieter than the cough, and slips beneath the fence and beyond the compound, unseen in the dark of the night.
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