The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-17 12:57:19 -

The cold is not merely a temperature here, it is a living, breathing thing that presses against the glass of the small, windowless room where you have been held for three days, a suffocating weight that tastes of rust and old sweat and the metallic tang of blood that has dried on the floorboards, and you are standing in the center of that circle, your bare feet numb on the concrete, your hands...

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