The Wistful Campus

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The alarm screamed. It was a high, thin sound, like a wire snapping under tension. I woke with my hand over my mouth, tasting copper. The dormitory was dark. Dust motes danced in the beam of my emergency light. I did not move. I waited for the sound to stop. It did not stop. It changed pitch. It became a roar. I sat up. The floor shook. A crack spiderwebbed across the ceiling plaster. My heart...

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