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Havencroft wasn't on any map.
Even the satellite data had it misregistered as a nature reserve. A patch of dense forest and mountain shadow somewhere between the Swiss border and nowhere. But Isla could feel it before they even crossed the perimeter-an old pressure in her skull, like her bones remembered.
The air was colder.
The silence, thicker
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