No, we're not underground. [ It's definitely a statement from Annie, and a relieved one at that. She edges cautiously towards the window as well, peering out. For all the rain and fog, it's still the closest thing to daylight that she's seen in at least a month or more.
But for as thrilling as the gloomy not-light outside the window is, her attention snaps back at the mention of "the war." ] What war?
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But for as thrilling as the gloomy not-light outside the window is, her attention snaps back at the mention of "the war." ] What war?