The Wistful Asylum

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2026-08-18 07:44:12 -

Marcus woke with the taste of copper in his mouth. The dream was still clinging to him, a heavy wet wool blanket. In the dream, he was holding a key. It was cold. It was real. He woke to the gray light of the breakroom. The fluorescent lights hummed a low, electric note. It was the only sound. He was a detective. Or rather, he was an investigator for the Bureau of Internal Affairs. A ghost in...

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