The-Red-Vector
The Red Vector The dead looked like they'd been emptied out of themselves. I stood in the doorway of the penthouse apartment and watched the coroner's team bag what used to be a married couple. Two neat piles of grey-white powder on the Italian marble floor. No burns. No blast marks. The security cameras had caught nothing. The power grid had dropped for three seconds at 2:14 AM and come back...
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