The Distant Nightmare
The alarm did not ring so much as it ceased to be a sound and became a physical pressure, a low-frequency hum that vibrated in the marrow of my bones and settled into the dry, dusty air of the sub-basement, where the climate control systems had long since failed to regulate the temperature or the humidity, leaving the air to thicken into a gelatinous medium that clung to the skin and obscured...
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