The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The ceiling tile falls. It does not crash. It drifts. A slow, white spiral of drywall dust descends into the sterile air of Sector 4, settling on your visor like snow. You do not flinch. Your heart rate remains at a steady sixty beats per minute. The haptic feedback in your collar buzzes, a warm pulse against your skin. It is the only thing that feels real. You are a Level 7 Cognitive Auditor...

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