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Elias stood up, slinging his bag over his shoulder. He stepped off the train and into the cold Swiss air, walking into the dark, carrying a secret that no server in the world could betray.
Elias stood up, slinging his bag over his shoulder. He stepped off the train and into the cold Swiss air, walking into the dark, carrying a secret that no server in the world could betray.