The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

You wake up in the white room, the light humming a low, electric note that vibrates in your teeth. It is the factory. The great, iron lung of the city is breathing you in. You are the operator. You have always been the operator. The air smells of ozone and old rust, a metallic tang that coats the back of your throat. You do not remember your name, only the weight of the uniform on your...

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