The Nineteenth Floor
The first time Alistair noticed the delay, he attributed it to exhaustion. Dr. Alistair Finch stood in his bathroom at 2 AM, brushing his teeth, and caught his reflection hesitating a fraction of a second after he had stopped moving his hand. He spat, rinsed, looked up. The reflection looked back. Perfectly synchronized. Probably just tired, he thought. The department meeting had run late. The...
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