The Pale Tale
The server room hummed. It was a low, constant vibration that lived in the floorboards. We felt it in our teeth. We ignored it. I was the junior archivist. My job was to clean. I removed dust from the hard drives. I checked the temperature logs. I kept the air cool. The air was always cool. My name is Elias. I wore a gray shirt. I wore black shoes. I did not speak much. I was good at silence....
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