The Dust Ring
Jack woke up in a ruined apartment and didn't know what year it was. That was the first thing he noticed—the way the light came through the broken window, gray and dim, like the sun had forgotten how to shine. The second thing was the taste in his mouth, metallic and bitter, like he'd been licking batteries. He sat up and looked around. The apartment was a wreck—furniture overturned, walls...
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