The Twenty-Fourth Hour
Marcus lived in a world of gray concrete and white noise. He was a patient at the St. Jude’s Institute for Neurological Disorders, though he suspected the "doctors" were actually jailers. He lived in a room with no windows, a single bed, and a clock that ticked with an aggressive, mechanical precision. Marcus had a secret: he could feel the seams of time. He discovered it on a Tuesday. At...
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