The Reset Trap
(Style: Film Noir) Chicago, 1952. The city was a grid of wet asphalt and broken promises, where the wind off the lake felt like a razor blade against the skin. My name is Leo, and I spent five years in Stateville Prison for a crime I didn't commit, but for a life I deserved. When I got out, I found I had a 'glitch' in my perception. I called it the Pre-Cognitive Pulse. Every few hours, a sharp,...
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