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"They're here," Marcus whispered, a strange, calm resolve washing over his face. He reached into his jacket and pulled out a small flare gun. "I’ll buy you five minutes. Take the old fisherman's trail down the south face of the cliff. My boat is tied to the low buoy. Don't look back, Elias. Just go."

Marcus stepped forward into a thin shaft of moonlight. He looked terrible. His coat was torn, a dark smear of what could only be blood staining his left side, and his eyes were wild with a brand of fear Elias had never seen in him. He was clutching a small, metallic briefcase to his chest like a shield. Aden Aden Aden

Elias looked at his oldest friend, then down at the heavy case in his hand. He didn't waste his five minutes on a goodbye. He turned and ran into the dark. What kind of genre or plot twist "They're here," Marcus whispered, a strange, calm resolve