Insurrection

Collapsing to my knees, I leaned my forehead against the rough, cold metal. The bars held me up from the grave. Their words rang again and again. I was a thief. I am a thief. And I have stolen the futures of the greatest people I know.
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Strange noises. Dazzling beaches. A secret military base. Saylor must navigate these mysterious elements -- or die trying.