The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The antiseptic hum of the centrifuge was the only sound in the laboratory, a low, thrumming vibration that Marcus Thorne felt in the marrow of his teeth, a rhythmic pulse that seemed to sync with the erratic, jagged beat of his own heart. He stood before the steel cabinet, his hands trembling not with cold, but with the sheer, crushing weight of the protocol he was about to violate, a violation...

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