The Golden Downtown
The dream began with the sound of shattering glass, a high, crystalline fracture that echoed in the hollows of Dr. Arthur Vance’s chest. He was standing in the center of the atrium of the St. Jude’s Sanctuary, a vast, subterranean facility that had been carved from the bedrock of the Appalachian foothills. To the untrained eye, it was merely a bunker, a relic of a cold war that had ended...
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