The Golden Maze
The fire did not start with a spark, but with a scream that tore through the sterile silence of the administrative wing, a sound so raw and visceral that it seemed to shatter the very glass of the windows, sending the entire building into a chaotic, thrumming vibration that you felt in your teeth and the marrow of your bones, a catastrophic disintegration of order that plunged the world you...
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