The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-18 23:06:19 -

Dreaming of water. Cold. Black. Closing over his lungs. He woke gasping. The ceiling was white. Tile. Cracked. A spider web in the corner. Silence. Heavy. Thick. Marek sat up. His uniform was damp. Sweat. Not water. Just sweat. He looked at his hands. Trembling. Pale. The room was small. A cell? No. A holding area. The precinct. Chicago. Rain hammered the single window. Glass. Streaked. Dark....

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