The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain hit the asphalt in sheets. Cold. Wet. Heavy. Captain Elias Thorne held his umbrella. It broke. He did not run. He walked. The city was a mirror. Every reflection blurred. Every face distorted. He was looking for the sound. A specific frequency. A low hum. A vibration in the teeth. He had heard it once before. Years ago. In the desert. In the dust. It was the sound of a joke. A joke no...

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