The amber light hung in the air like a tear suspended in time....

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The amber light hung in the air like a tear suspended in time. Arthur Pendelton was twelve years old when he watched his parents dissolve into it.

They had been standing in the rose garden of their Devonshire estate, discussing the harvest with that quiet domestic ease that only exists in moments before catastrophe. The light had appeared without warning—a sphere of amber luminescence, roughly the size of a football, hovering above the rose bushes at an angle that suggested it was neither falling nor rising but simply existing in a state...

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