The Heat Sink
The Heat Sink ACT I June Park sat in her apartment above the Deepwell and watched the temperature gauge on her monitor climb from eighty-two to eighty-three degrees Celsius. It was a small change. The margin of error on the sensor was plus or minus zero five. But June had been watching these numbers for fourteen months, and she had learned to trust her eyes more than the sensor specs. She was...
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