The quiet room had no windows. That was the first thing Edward Carter noticed when they brought him in. The second thing was the air conditioning. It hummed. A low, steady hum that sounded like the building itself was breathing.
He sat on the edge of the bed. The sheets were clean but not fresh. The kind of clean that had happened three days ago and had not been touched since. He pulled them back to cover his legs. He was wearing a shirt and trousers. The shirt was untucked on one side. He didn't fix it. The door locked behind him. He heard the lock click. He had heard that click before. Not here. In his head. ---...
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