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Minutes later, I step out of Walker’s portal and into the bunker. Walker, Adair, and Myla are with me. In terms of space, the bunker is a large square space made of smooth concrete. There are shelves overflowing with supplies. Metal folding chairs lay stacked against one wall. Reminds me of the houses of Liten and Rena. Those clans still don’t allow electronics, but they keep their homes more cost-effective and modern.
Speaking of electronics, the communications wall was supposed to be lit up by now. I frown. It’s still dark. Camilla, Cissy, and Zeke all lurk in a corner, looking wide eyed and silent. Tim appears jittery and pale.
Fresh adrenaline courses through me.
I don’t like this.
Myla waves across the room. “Hey, guys.”
No response.
“Don’t all say hello at once,” adds Myla.
