Chapter 6 - THE AWAKENING IN THE DARK
Thick dust billowed out from the unventilated room, carrying the stale scent of old paper and isolation.
Mark clicked on his heavy-duty tactical flashlight, sweeping the piercing white beam across the dark interior space.
In the far corner of the room, huddled beneath a moth-eaten blanket, a fragile woman sat trembling.
Her hair was matted and pale, her cheeks hollowed out from months of starvation and psychological torture.
The woman raised a frail hand to shield her eyes from the sudden, blinding glare of the flashlight.
"Mark... is that really you?" a weak, raspy voice echoed from the shadows of the forgotten room.
Mark dropped his flashlight, rushing across the floor to drop to his knees before the emaciated woman.
He pulled her into his arms, tears finally breaking free from his eyes as he held his true wife.
"Sarah... oh god, Sarah, I'm so sorry... I'm right here," Mark choked out, kissing her forehead repeatedly.
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Behind them, Lily and her brothers rushed into the room, crying tears of pure, overwhelming joy.
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