The Solitary Original
The silence of the Swiss Alps was not a peaceful thing; it was a heavy, sterile pressure that pushed against the eardrums. Inside the facility, the walls were a blinding, seamless white, illuminated by recessed LED strips that never flickered and never dimmed. Dr. Elias Thorne walked the corridors with a measured pace, his white lab coat snapping against his legs. He was the architect of the...
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