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Just a Living PlaceThe garbage truck hasn't come yet but five people are already lined up at the gate of the Queens transfer station, and Doug McLaughlin is third in line because his prosthetic leg makes him slow in the dark and the cold and the nothing that passes for morning in this part of the city. He checked the rubber tip on his right leg. Worn flat again. He would need to find copper wire or aluminum cans...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 1 Ansichten 0 BewertungenBitte loggen Sie sich ein, um liken, teilen und zu kommentieren!
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The Man Who Could Not Be SavedThe town of Furnace Creek, California, had a population of twenty-four, and every single one of them knew about Arthur Pendelton within a week of his arrival. Not because he talked about himself — he never did — but because a stranger in a town of twenty-four is an event, and events in Furnace Creek were rare enough to be dissected with the thoroughness of a coroner's examination. The first...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 2 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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The-Black-BoxThe locked door was at the end of a corridor I had walked a hundred times before and never noticed. It was painted the same pale blue as the rest of the walls, its brass handle dulled by years of being touched and never turned. I knew it was there because Dr. Whitfield had shown me the floor plan of the research building three weeks ago, and because the key card in my pocket had been programmed...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 2 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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No Fur About ItAct I: The Rats The rats in Jack Malloy's apartment building had developed a hierarchy that was more sophisticated than most of his human neighbors. At the top were the corridor rats—big ones, scarred, confident. They lived in the walls between the third and sixth floors and knew every loose baseboard, every gap around the plumbing, every route from the food storage room on the ground floor to...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 6 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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The Soul ArchipelagoThe observation chamber of the Eternity Core was larger than Dr. Helena Voss had expected, which was itself a kind of irony, because the Eternity Core was supposed to contain infinity within a finite space. The chamber was circular, with walls of transparent aluminum that looked out over the Archipelago — three hundred archipelagos of light, swirling and pulsing in the void beyond, each one a...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 7 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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The Observatory of OneThe Observatory of One Pat Delacroix died the way he lived: alone, in the middle of a repair, with his hands on a piece of equipment that was supposed to work but didn't, in a part of the ship that no one visited unless something broke. Commander Elena Rostova read the autopsy report and filed it under routine. Cardiac arrest during maintenance operations: common in deep space, where the vacuum...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 8 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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The Drowning HourDaniel Moreau was forty-five years old and he had forgotten his daughter's name. He knew this with the calm detachment of a man reading a weather report. Sophie. Her name was Sophie. He had said it three days ago, or four, or maybe five, but he could not remember which, and the not-remembering sat in his chest like a stone, heavy and cold and completely indifferent to his distress. He was a...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 4 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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The Warden of Blackwood AsylumThe steamer cut through the North Sea like a blade through fog, and when Eileen Hartley stepped onto the wooden pier at Blackwood Manor, the salt wind carried with it the smell of old bones. The manor rose from the cliffs like a tooth—grey stone, pointed towers, windows that stared down at the churning water below. It had been a private asylum for thirty years, though the locals called it by a...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 6 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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The Dark WallACT I: THE GHOST COUNTDOWN The rain in New York doesn't wash anything clean. It just makes the grime slicker. I was sitting in my office on Canal Street, watching the neon from a bar across the way reflect off the puddles on the sidewalk, when the phone rang. It was a bad hour, a bad street, and a bad city. But it was my office, and the phone kept ringing, so I answered it. The voice on the...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 5 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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The Omniscient EyeI. The simulation errored out at step 47 trillion, and Dr. Elena Vasquez did not curse. She simply noted the error in her log, adjusted the initial conditions, and tried again. This was simulation number one hundred and seven of her private project — a research topic she was not officially authorized to pursue, and that her supervisors at the Imperial Astrophysics Research Station would have...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 7 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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The Glass KingdomThe walls of the St. Jude’s Institute were a blinding, sterile white, designed to erase the concept of time. Dr. Elias walked the corridors with a silent, measured tread, his white coat a symbol of absolute authority. He was the world's foremost expert in cognitive restructuring. To the public, he was a healer; to his patients, he was God. Elias didn't just treat minds; he edited them. Using a...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 9 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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The Patient from BelowDr. Evelyn Blackwood had been treating soldiers for fourteen months when she began to suspect that the war was happening inside their heads. The facility was a converted country estate outside New Carthage, all white corridors and padded rooms and the faint smell of carbolic and iodine. It housed the military's most difficult cases: men and women who had been brought back from the front lines...0 Kommentare 0 Geteilt 9 Ansichten 0 Bewertungen
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