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Elias woke up three days later in a clean bed. The first thing he asked for was the machine.

The rain came down in iron sheets, drumming a frantic rhythm on the corrugated roof of the old depot. Inside, a single bulb swung lazy arcs, throwing long, shifting shadows across the cracked concrete floor. gent-081

When the lights of the Sector 7 checkpoint finally pierced the gray curtain of rain, Elias was unconscious but alive. Gent-081 did not hand him over. It knelt again, slowly, and laid him on a stretcher that two stunned medics rushed forward. Elias woke up three days later in a clean bed