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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.

Behind him, Sarah stepped out of the shadows, holding a detonator. She wasn't a survivor either. They had played us perfectly. Project.Winter.v1.2.88.0.rar

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. It was Jax

"I found some scrap," Sarah called out, her voice muffled by her parka. He hadn't been the pilot