The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The shrapnel hit first. It was not a bullet. It was a fragment of the sky, or perhaps a piece of the ground torn loose by the sudden, violent expansion of air. It struck Thomas Bradshaw in the shoulder. He did not fall. He stood in the white, howling void, the storm around him screaming a frequency that had no sound, only pain. His uniform was soaked, not with rain, but with a viscous, silver...

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