The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The intake form was a tri-fold of heavy, cream-colored paper. It smelled of lavender and mildew. "You have the mark," the clerk said. Her voice was flat, stripped of inflection. She did not look up from her screen. The cursor blinked in a steady, rhythmic pulse. A digital heartbeat. "Standard protocol. Please step into the containment bay. Keep your hands visible." Elias stood still. His name...

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