The early morning sky was still dark, painted in shades of deep blue and grey when the bedroom lights flickered on. Devansh stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his casual shirt and pants.
He opened his drawer, took out his service revolver, and checked the chamber with a practiced, stone-cold precision. Sliding it into the concealed holster inside his back waistband, his mind was already mapping out the dense forest trails.
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