The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The alarm didn’t just ring; it tore the morning apart. You woke not to the sound, but to the violence of the shattering glass. A pane from the window of Sector Four, the place where the old men sat in the gray woolen chairs, had exploded inward. Shards glittered on the linoleum like scattered teeth. You were already moving. You were always moving. The uniform, that heavy, rough-spun canvas that...

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