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The road to Dawnfield wasn't on any GPS.
They followed Ryder's printed map and handwritten notes through winding backroads that narrowed into gravel, then dirt. Forest closed in on both sides-dense, dark, and silent. The further they drove, the more the world behind them fell away.
Juniper sat in the back seat of the van, flipping through a dos