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The woods were silent, but she knew better. They were coming, fueled by the same arrogant certainty that had buried the last group. She reached into her pocket, pulling out a single, jagged key, its edges catching the dimming light.

A twig snapped. A shadow shifted near the treeline. Becky didn't flinch. She just smiled—a sharp, jagged thing that didn't reach her eyes—and waited for the red to begin. Becky 2.mp4

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The cabin didn't smell like pine anymore; it smelled like copper and old regrets. Becky sat on the porch, the heavy weight of the modified crossbow resting across her knees like a sleeping predator. She wasn't the girl who lost her father anymore—she was the thing that happened to people who tried to take what was left. A twig snapped