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Then he turned… And walked straight toward the place he feared most. The army base wasn’t far. Lights cut through the darkness—harsh and cold. Vehicles. Tents. Movement everywhere. Jessie slowed his breathing, forcing himself to walk like he belonged. Not too fast. Not too slow. Just another soldier. Inside, everything felt wrong.