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Mikhail and Anya had to cross the railway bridge. In Glass Dawn, it was a chessboard. In Rust Hour, it was a meat grinder. They ran low, boots splashing through oily puddles. A scav with a missing ear spotted them from a crane. He didn’t shoot. He howled .

They reached the extraction point—a collapsed subway vent—just as the sky began to bruise with the first hints of Glass Dawn. Mikhail checked his watch. It was spinning backward and forward at the same time. tarkov time phases

“Now we walk,” Mikhail said, his voice barely a vibration. “In the Silver Night, the Zone listens.” Mikhail and Anya had to cross the railway bridge