The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The soup was cold. It sat in the bowl, a grey pool of liquid fat and bruised potato, reflecting the fluorescent hum of the cafeteria. Elias stared at it. He had not eaten in three days. The hunger was a physical thing, a claw inside his ribs, but his mouth was a locked room. He lifted the spoon. The metal chimed against the ceramic. A small sound. A death knell. He put the spoon down. The walls...

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