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A dirt path cut through a forest where trees stood tall on either side, their branches providing shade from the fierce afternoon sun. The sound of birds chirping filled the air, and every now and then, she caught sight of a squirrel.
Anna stood on the path in jeans and a dark blue t-shirt with white sleeves, her face shielded by the bill of a baseball cap. “Can't imagine why they sent me down here,” she said for Seth's benefit. “The girl who's likely to piss everyone off with her big mouth.”
He responded with amusement.
The path stretched on for several dozen paces, but she saw light at the end, a place where the forest gave way to a field of yellow grass. Her multi-tool directed her to move onward, toward the coordinates where the Overseer device had sent its signal.
Anna closed he
