The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The dream was not a dream, or at least not in the way the literature describes it. It was a high-resolution feed, a stream of sensory data so dense it choked the lungs. I was standing in the atrium of the Halloway Building, a structure of glass and steel that had been decommissioned three years ago. The air tasted of ozone and stale coffee. My hands were shaking, not from fear, but from the...

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