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The full moon casts a stark silver path across the black lake water. The scent of woodsmoke still clings to the air, but it’s undercut now by the sharp, metallic smell of panic. Caleb leans against the rough bark of a pine tree, his dark eyes locked on Aiden’s still form, his breathing measured, controlled. He wipes the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and turns his face toward you. "I think if we want to get out of here alive, we need to stick together. What’s your read? What should we do?"