The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The dream began with the hum. It was a low frequency. A thrum in the teeth. Then the lights. White. Clinical. Unblinking. Elias woke. Or thought he did. He was not in his bed. He was standing in a room. The walls were curved. Smooth. Metallic. Gray. The air tasted of ozone. And cold. He looked down. His hands. They were not his hands. They were thin. Pale. The nails were black. Long. Clawed. He...

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