The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The dream began, as it always did, with the smell of rendered fat and the hum of the ventilation system, a low, droning thrum that vibrated in the teeth. Elias woke in the narrow cot in the back of the van, the metal frame cold against his shoulder. He was not in the van. He was standing in a vast, white room that stretched out into an infinity of sterile light. The floor was polished concrete,...

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