Jonas
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The shared door was cracked open like it had been left in a hurry.
Inside, every single document was gone.
The hiker logs, the maps, the maintenance notes, even the emergency checklist I had pinned to the court board.
In their place, taped dead center to the window was a single sheet of printed paper, plain white.
Black text.
You're not logging out.
I left.
Didn't shut the door.
Didn't call it in.
Just walked to the truck, got in, and drove.
I don't even remember most of the drive out.
I didn't stop until I got cell service again and pulled off the road near a diner to Caldale.
He said someone would go out and look.
Told me to take the rest of the week off.
I didn't argue.
That weekend, I stayed at my cousin Liv's place in Crossbend.
She had a two-bedroom house tucked near the ridge.
Good privacy.
I didn't give her all the details, just said I was feeling burnt out and needed a break.
Saturday night, she went out with some friends, and I stayed back.