The Distant Journey
The coffee machine hummed. A low, mechanical drone that filled the small, windowless room where Margaret sat. She was alone. The fluorescent lights buzzed in a frequency that made her teeth ache. She pressed her thumb against the red button. Nothing. She pressed it again. Nothing. "System failure," she whispered. Her voice sounded thin. Distant. Like it was coming from the other side of a...
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