Studying the anomaly
Kevin circled it slowly. From every angle, it looked authentic—a grimy glass roof, rusted beams, vines curling along the frame.
Wild grass grew where sidewalks should have been. A heavy iron gate sealed it, behind which escalators disappeared underground. Kevin’s skin prickled. The forest had concealed a relic of the city, buried in silence, waiting for someone to find.
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