The Distant Clue
You wake with the taste of copper in your mouth. The light is gray. It cuts through the blinds. You are in a small room. The walls are painted a dull beige. A single bed. A desk. A chair. The chair is metal. The metal is cold. You sit up. Your head throbs. It beats in time with your heart. You are a sergeant. You wear the uniform. The fabric is stiff. It smells of starch and sweat. You look at...
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