The Boundary of Being
The sanctuary was a masterpiece of minimalism. White walls, white floors, and a silence so absolute it felt like a physical weight. Elias, a nurse with a degree in philosophy, walked the corridors with a soft, rhythmic step. He was the only one who truly understood the "patients" of the institute. In Room 102 lived Sarah. Sarah did not speak. She did not use a bed. She spent her days curled in...
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