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DAY 22
With every passing day, Harry found himself thinking more and more about Melissa, and with every passing day, it got harder and harder not to assume the worst. Granted, if she had survived the disastrous attempt to retake Salus, she would have had no way to contact him. Silence meant nothing in this case. But the human mind was not nearly as rational as people liked to pretend it was. And the fear was hard to ignore.
Harry took his time as he made his way through the gray-walled hallway that led to the mess hall. He had come down for a late breakfast, waiting until 04:00 when most of the people had dispersed. He was in the mood for solitude, which was why it shouldn’t have surprised him when Jack came storming up behind him.
The kid fell in beside Harry with a tablet in hand,
