The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-18 02:27:09 -

The rain hit the window of the bunker like gravel. I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth. My head throbbed, a dull, rhythmic pounding that matched the drumming against the glass. I was in the cell. The concrete walls were cold against my back. The air smelled of damp stone and stale sweat. My name is Thomas Bradshaw. I was a sergeant. I am a prisoner. The door opened. Light flooded in,...

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