The Void's Bargain
(V-05: Dirty Realism) The sky over Oakhaven was the color of a bruised plum, heavy with the soot of the dying steel mills. Sam worked the graveyard shift at the pressing plant, his days a blur of grease, noise, and the rhythmic thud of machinery that sounded like a slow-motion execution. He lived in a trailer that leaked when it rained and smelled of damp cardboard. His mother had been gone for...
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