The Canary's Testimony
Act I The crate was too small for a woman, yet Sven folded Clara into its geometry with the desperate precision of a man who had long ago surrendered reason to obsession. He watched her small hands press against the interior walls of the reinforced polymer, her dark eyes reflecting the sterile white of the station's airlock bay like twin pools of obsidian. She did not speak. She did not need...
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