The Faded River

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The Faded River

You wake in a room that smells of wet wool and old paper. The air is thick, stagnant, pressing against your lungs. It is a dream, but the weight of it is real. You are standing in the center of a vast, empty office. The walls are lined with filing cabinets, their metal faces gleaming under the pale, sickly light of the fluorescent tubes above. They hum. A low, electric drone. It vibrates in...

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