The Grey Fade
## Act I: The Last Horizon The sky was no longer black, nor was it blue. It was a flat, featureless grey, the color of a dead television screen. I am the last one left on Station Omega, a rusted needle of steel drifting in the silence of a dying galaxy. There are no more sirens, no more panicked broadcasts, no more prayers. There is only the hum of the life-support system, which sounds like a...
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