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... slipped through.
[Follow the route displayed on your PDA.]
Artemis’s voice echoed through the communication device in my ear.
I now stood in the central facility area plaza—the same place I had observed from the control room balcony. Despite its name, “plaza” was a stretch. There were no fountains, benches, or grassy fields for idyllic picnics. As "facility area" suggests, it resembled more of a grim industrial complex, where materials and supplies were stored, assembled ...
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