THE HOLLOW MAN

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apsed server room. The air was colder there. Rotten. Metallic. Her flas

drive. Scratch

of torn canvas, and in

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cognized the handwriting - Jack Rourke. Her father's old CO. Th

he corner of the lab and jacked the

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this... then the

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. We detonated the breach site. But

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glitched. J

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eft her

his face now inch

me again - tell her

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above Riley

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