The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The iron lungs of the foundry groaned against the dark, a rhythmic, mechanical breathing that seemed to synchronize with the beating of your own heart, which was not entirely your own, for in this place, the boundary between the flesh of the man and the soul of the machine had long since dissolved into a grey, soot-stained mist. You are Sergeant Thomas Bradshaw, and you have served the Dominion...

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