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The Ninety-Mile Silence
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Map in hand, they marked the tower, the river, and their own position. "Ninety miles, but the beacon's our line straight to people," Mara said. They packed the kit, took a long look at the wreck, and started walking north into the trees with the radio leading the way.
Three days of hard walking later, footsore and thin, they crested a ridge and saw the tower below, its light still blinking. They half ran, half stumbled down to it. The radio inside crackled, then a voice. Help was a single call away, and they had finally made it.
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