The Pale Mist
The alarm screamed. It was a red light. I woke in the dark. My hands were shaking. I put on the boots. The leather was cold. I pulled on the uniform. The fabric was stiff. I checked the belt. The buckle was tight. I looked in the mirror. My eyes were hollow. I am a man who keeps order. I am a man who breaks things. I walked to the car. The air was thin. The sky was gray. I drove to the...
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