The Echo of Madness
The patterns were everywhere. In the flicker of the fluorescent lights in the psychiatric ward, in the erratic pulse of the stock market tickers on his monitor, in the way the nurses walked in synchronized, meaningless loops. Elias Thorne didn't see a world of chaos; he saw a world of equations. Elias had been a mathematician of some renown before the "break." He had discovered a recursive loop...
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