ACT I: THE RESONANCE
Marcus Johnson did not believe in miracles. He believed in frequencies. And the frequency he had found in his grandmother's basement on 147th Street was unlike any he had ever encountered. It started three months ago, when he was calibrating a set of mercury-vapor lamps in Dr. Hayes's optics lab at Columbia. Marcus was twenty-nine, the son of a railroad worker and a schoolteacher from Atlanta,...
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