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t had all started four days prior.
The house’s construction was pretty much done, and Hank was considering making some simple pieces of furniture. They also had a sit-down to talk about plans to make a few more buildings elsewhere for themselves.
That was when Miranda got pinged by her skill that others had entered the Pylon of Civilization’s area of influence. Other humans. She was immediately filled with a paradoxical feeling of both concern and anticipation.
Concern about how many they were, their intentions, and their strength, and anticipation at the potential of having more citizens join the city. Maybe beginning to actually make it worthy of being called a city.
She notified Hank and the kids as they talked over what to do.
“Louise and Mark should go hide in the ce
