The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The ink is wet. Your hand shakes, but you keep writing. You are in the office. The glass is cold against your forehead. You are not alone. He is there. He is always there. You see his face in the reflection of the monitor. It is pale. It is thin. It is the face of a man who has not slept in years. You look at the paper. The words are small. They are neat. They are yours. What did you do? you...

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