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The wind didn't just howl; it screamed. Eight of us stood outside the cabin, breath hitching in the sub-zero air. We were the "survivors," or so the radio told us. The goal was simple: repair the objective, call the escape vehicle, and get out before the blizzard swallowed us whole.

I ran for the ladder, my vision blurring from the cold. I reached out, my hand inches from the steel rung, when a heavy blow struck my shoulder. I collapsed into the snow. I looked up. It wasn't Elias. It wasn't Sarah. Project.Winter.v1.2.88.0.rar

It was Jax. He wasn't heading for the chopper. He was standing over me, a poisoned crossbow in his hand. He hadn't been the pilot. He was the Traitor who had stayed "helpful" the entire time, leading us right where he wanted us. The wind didn't just howl; it screamed

"It was Elias," Sarah whispered, pointing a gloved finger. "He was behind Miller when we left the cabin." The goal was simple: repair the objective, call