The Distant Crown
The alarm on your wrist chirps. It is a small, mechanical sound. It cuts through the silence of the room. You are awake. You are always awake now. The walls of the containment unit are white. They are seamless. They hum with a low frequency you can feel in your teeth. This is Sector Four. You are the Lead Investigator. You are here to find the breach. You are here to fix the error. The air...
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