STATIC
Act I -- The Static The radar screen was dark. Not the dark of a turned-off monitor. The dark of a monitor that had nothing to show. Jack Mercer sat in his chair at the forward operations center and stared at the blank screen. Around him, the desert base hummed with the sound of generators and frustration. Maps were spread across tables, paper maps from ten years ago, drawn before GPS and...
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