The side door slid open. Three figures stepped out. They wore tactical gear—black vests, heavy boots, and gas masks. But through the glass of their masks, there were no faces. Only a swirling, luminescent blue vapor.
Elias tried to scream, but the air in the room was no longer his to use. swatpack_nitrogen.rar
He opened the manifest first. It wasn't code. It was a list of names, addresses, and GPS coordinates—all within a ten-mile radius of his house. Next to each name was a status: OXYGENATED or DEPLETED . The side door slid open
Curiosity, that old digital sin, won out. He ran the program. that old digital sin
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