The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The alarm did not ring. It hummed. A low, vibrating thrum that rose from the floorboards of the dormitory, shaking the dust from the corners and settling it into the hair of the sleeping men. Elias woke not to sound, but to a pressure in his chest. A heaviness. The air in the room was thick, tasting of ozone and old copper. He sat up. His bunkmates lay still. Their faces were slack, untroubled...

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