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The desert sun was a physical weight on Staff Sergeant Elias Thorne’s shoulders as his unit swept the Iraqi ruins. They weren’t alone. In his headset, the crackle of a teammate’s breathing—a player halfway across the world—was the only thing keeping the silence from becoming absolute.

They weren't looking for insurgents anymore. They were looking for a way out of the subterranean nightmare they’d tumbled into. The ruins of the Akkadian temple felt alive, the shadows stretching like talons under their tactical lights. The Dark Pictures Anthology House of Ashes online

"Movement, twelve o’clock," a voice whispered in Elias's ear. The desert sun was a physical weight on