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The humidity hit like a wall. Dr. Ethan Calloway stepped off the supply helicopter and went immediately blind. His glasses fogged in the time it took to plant both feet in the mud. He yanked them off, squinted into the green murk of the jungle canopy, and accepted his fate. Sam sat in the production control room in New York — auburn hair twisted up, blue eyes reflecting six dead monitors — nursing the first of what would be many coffees. The team had landed twenty minutes ago. She knew because she was…-
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By late afternoon, the camp had taken shape. Supply tents in a rough semicircle. Equipment stations organized by function. Jake’s security perimeter marked with motion sensors that fed into O-A-O’s monitoring network. Ethan’s communications array pointed skyward, bouncing signals off a satellite that relayed everything back to Sam’s command center in real time. And back at the river beach — the open ground where the helicopter had put down — a secondary relay sat anchored to the…
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