Chapter 23 - THE JOURNEY TO THE ROCKIES
The journey was long, a trek through the wilderness, the same wilderness where she had trained years ago.
She moved with the silence of a shadow, her body remembering the rhythm of the survival and the stealth.
She reached the base of the mountains, the cold wind biting at her skin, the snow covering the peaks.
She found the entrance to the bunker, a massive steel door hidden behind a fake rock face in the hills.
She touched her hand to the scanner, the biometric recognition confirming her identity and opening the heavy steel door.
She entered the bunker, the air inside stale, frozen, and smelling of the history of the war that was hidden.
She walked through the corridors, her flashlight cutting through the dark, her gun ready for any sign of life.
The bunker was silent, but it was a silence of anticipation, a silence that felt like a coiled, deadly snake.
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She reached the command console, her fingers moving over the keys, the familiar interface feeling like home again.
"Archive accessed," the computer announced, the screen glowing with the blue light of the secrets she sought.
