The Distant Nightmare
The alarm did not ring; the building simply exhaled, a long, shuddering sigh of heated concrete and stale air that vibrated through the soles of your shoes. You stood in the center of the corridor, the fluorescent lights humming their flat, sterile hymn, and watched the dust motes dance in the sudden, fractured light of the emergency exit sign. Your heart was a bird trapped in a cage of ribs,...
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