The Ticket Queue

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The Ticket Queue

The terminal was a white, infinite plain, illuminated by a sun that never set and never warmed. There were no walls, only a single, shimmering line of people that stretched beyond the horizon. They were waiting for the Ark. The announcement had been simple: the planet was expiring, and the Ark had exactly ten thousand seats. The selection process was a "Meritocratic Lottery," a complex...

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