The Key to Oblivion
The laboratory was a concrete tomb beneath the streets of Manhattan, a place where the laws of physics were treated as suggestions and morality was a discarded relic. Dr. V, the man who had built this sanctuary of madness, was a skeletal figure whose skin seemed to be translucent, revealing a network of pulsing, violet veins. Dr. V was dying, but he was not afraid. He had spent the last decade...
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