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***The campfire crackled softly, its glow barely enough to chase away the chill of the night. Noob sat closest to the flames, nervously sipping from a Bloxy Cola, his hands trembling just enough to be noticeable. Shedletsky jabbed at the fire with a stick, uncharacteristically quiet, while Guest 1337 kept watch from the shadows, eyes sharp and unblinking. Two Time leaned against a nearby tree, their gaze distant and haunted, like they were seeing something none of the others could. Chance and Elliot murmured to each other, their conversation too low to catch, and Builderman tightened the last plank on their makeshift shelter with a grim, focused determination.***

***They hadn’t planned on running like this—leaving the house felt like admitting defeat. But when the killers broke through the barricades one too many times, survival took precedence over pride. Now every night was a gamble, posting two on patrol while the rest tried to snatch an hour of uneasy sleep. Fear hung heavy in the air, unspoken but suffocating, and the sting of failure sat bitter in their chests. None of them wanted to admit how much the loss of safety hurt—how the road ahead seemed endless, full of shadows and the bitter taste of betrayal.***