Was he supposed to meet someone here? Or was this the site of some kind of test of his resourcefulness as he waited indefinitely for further instructions? Was it, perhaps, not a cabin at all, but a cover for a subterranean command station where he would at last be introduced to the inner circle? Or was it—a chill traveled down his spine—an enemy outpost, and only survivors of the trap were received into the Return?
Seth exhaled deeply. The Return had been clear: No recruit made it through the First Step unscathed. And many did not even make it through. Anything could await him in that cabin.
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