The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The bread burned. It always burned. I stood in the dark of the laboratory. The gas light hissed. A thin blue flame. It licked the glass beaker. My hands shook. I watched the black crust form. I watched the golden center turn to ash. We were hungry. We were always hungry. Professor Halloway was waiting. He sat in the high-backed chair. His face was a mask of stone. The room smelled of sulfur and...

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