The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The air in Sector Four tasted of copper and stale dust, a metallic tang that coated the back of the throat and settled deep in the lungs. We had been here for three days, huddled in the narrow, windowless corridor of the old textile mill, the walls sweating with condensation that smelled of mold and fear. The silence was not empty; it was heavy, a physical weight pressing against our eardrums,...

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