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The reason why the shack was still standing, was because the Nevada wilderness was bleak and empty. Open and sprawling, miles and miles of sand and rock with barely any rain each year. Nevada encompassed two deserts, the Mojave stretched across as one of the largest in the continent. It was unremarkable, nondescript, and every cliff looked like the one before it. Maybe that’s why the Garrison never found the shack, or maybe they didn’t care to look for it. (Maybe that’s why the Paladins hadn’t either.) He didn’t have anything to do most days, nowhere to go, nobody to fight. He ran, he took his knife and strapped on his boots (They were wearing thin and busting at the seams, leaving blisters that bled and bled) and just...ran. Until his muscles burned and the air seared his throat and the closest thing to an adrenaline rush burned in his blood. (And when he found a cliff just high enough, just dangerous enough...he’d dangle his legs over the edge and scream until the coyotes would howl back.)

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