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The departure board had been dark for twenty years. Tonight, one line glowed: MERIDIAN, 00:01.

Mara held her paper ticket under the station light. The name printed on it was her brother’s. He had been missing since spring.

When the train doors opened, no one stepped out. A conductor in a blue coat looked at Mara and said, “You are almost late.”

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