The bunker smelled of oil and old blood.

When she reached the highway, a car idled at the roadside and a pair of headlights cut the darkness. A man, older than she expected and carrying a shotgun stiff against his hip, stepped out. He wore a sheriff’s badge that had long since lost its shine. “You alone?” he asked.

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