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The Retreat
They followed Andrew through a tight service corridor lit only by emergency strips. He moved with surprising awareness for a man in such shape. Morgan glanced at Lewis and Tim, silently signaling caution. Whatever this man had seen, it left a mark. When they reached a locked door, Andrew punched in a code. The door hissed open. Inside was a supply room converted into some sort of bunker.
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