Josie and Andrew dash past a windowless aperture of an abandoned building. It's violently dilapidated as thought it had been heavily shelled. I am on the other side of the crumbling parking lot at least five hundred feet away. I am standing on elevated railroad tracks in the gap between the rails. Each of my feet is on a railroad tie.
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