Fics like Chapter 40: Ian's POV

From the scarce, little windows of the ceilings one could see the night blooming, the sky dripping darkening cobalt, the arch of the moon climbing higher. Soon dinner would be served. Not like many people were hungry. Very few people were there, and those who were made the air heavier than it already was with gloom. I spotted grief-stricken faces. Doc hadn't succeeded, if I had to take a guess. Even though I had been against it after the first few failed trials, back when I was new to the community - when I realized all we did was dig new graves - I couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. One would think that after so much time I'd accepted reality, but hope was a tricky thing. I couldn't help the sliver of doubt, amongst the nausea that clenched me every time, that maybe, just maybe, even though it was horrible, maybe it could be our release. Our chance to fight back. Instinct of survival brought you only so far when you had no hope of better times. I was a hypocrite, I guessed again. A One-Shot work. It's the scene where Wanda discovers the soul's genocide in Doctor's lab, but from Ian's perspective.

Fics like Chapter 40: Ian's POV

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