The battle for Winterset had begun.
The interior was dimly lit, the air heavy with the scent of decay. Ethan's eyes adjusted slowly, revealing a figure bound to a chair in the center of the room. It was Mia, her eyes sunken, her skin deathly pale.
"They're watching us," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "The ones they've brought back... they're not human anymore."
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