The Wistful Campus
It was the third time this week that the wall had spoken to him, and Elias Thorne, who had spent the last decade meticulously filing reports on minor infractions within the Department of Civic Order, found himself trembling not from fear but from the sudden, crushing weight of a realization that felt less like an epiphany and more like a fracture in the foundation of his own sanity. The voice...
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