The Memory Scavenger
(Act I: The Outbreak) Los Angeles was a city of neon ghosts and rain-slicked asphalt. I made my living in the gaps—the deleted spaces of the human mind. The "Lethe-Drug" had turned the city into a paradise of forced amnesia. If you lost a child, you deleted the grief. If you committed a crime, you deleted the guilt. I was a scavenger, a private eye who could dive into the subconscious and...
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