The Known Tomorrow
I. The last thing Alex Chen remembered before the darkness took him was the sound of his own voice, recording a voicemail to no one in particular: "If I'm not coming back, I want you to know that I tried." He woke up on a mattress on the floor of a studio apartment in Palo Alto, and the first thing he noticed was the smell. Not the sterile antiseptic smell of a hospital, but the stale odor of...
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