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Leftovers of a Crew

The hallway that followed was narrow and filled with gear. Wrenches, oil cans, and a toolbox spilled open. A mould-filled overall lay abandoned in the middle. Morgan bent down and picked up the garment from the ground. It was navy blue and had the words ARMAS ENGINEERING UNIT stitched on it. It was frayed at the edges and torn off forcefully. “Something happened fast,” he said. “Real fast.”
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