The Hour of the Eraser
Samuel lived in the rhythm of the machine. Every day at 8:00 AM, he clocked into the assembly line of the Oakhaven Processing Plant, and every day at 5:00 PM, he clocked out. His life was a series of grey repetitions: the same lukewarm coffee, the same commute on the same rusted bus, the same silence in his one-room apartment. The "Gaps" started small. At first, Samuel thought he was simply...
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