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The Ninety-Mile Silence

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"That beacon means people," Mara said. She grabbed the map from the broken dash and found a tiny mark: an old ranger tower, maybe ninety miles north. "We walk toward it. We follow the signal." Dell wiped his cracked glasses and nodded, already pulling on his boots.

By dusk the radio battery was fading. The tone stuttered, dropped, then came back weaker. "If it dies, we lose our only guide," Mara said. Ahead, through the trees, she spotted a thin line of smoke rising into the gray sky.

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They pushed toward the smoke and found a small camp in a clearing: a tarp, a cold fire pit, and a man feeding fresh sticks to a new blaze. He turned, shocked. "You two from that plane? I'm a trapper. My radio's better than yours. Sit down, let me call this in."

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