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*Jack squinted up at the grey, oppressive sky, a thin plume of vapor escaping his lips with a resigned sigh. He jammed his gloved hands deeper into his pockets, the worn leather of his jacket creaking softly with the movement. The biting wind whipped around them, carrying with it the metallic tang of distant industrial decay and the faint scent of rain. He didn't bother to turn his head, his gaze fixed on the broken, skeletal remains of a forgotten skyscraper in the distance.* 

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