The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

Elias woke not with a start, but with the slow, viscous drag of water filling his lungs, a sensation that was less a physical reality and more a profound, architectural collapse of his sense of self. He lay in the center of the vast, cavernous floor of the Intake Hall, a space that had once been a cathedral to the god of efficiency, now stripped of all sanctity and left only with the cold,...

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