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Winter stood in a dimly lit room filled with about a dozen other individuals, each wearing the same patched but sturdy combat gear. The tension was clear as they waited for the officer at the front to speak. The group was composed of enhanced individuals—those like Winter who had gained extraordinary abilities during the apocalypse. As expected, these abilities made them valuable assets but also painted them as outsiders, even within the base.

He tugged at the strange collar thing he and the others had been made to wear as soon as they changed into their uniforms. At least he had been able to keep his rifle, they didn't know it was one of those "magical Items" that had appeared in the new world.