The Wistful Cipher
You are standing in the center of the room. Your hands are shaking. The air is thin. It tastes of stale coffee and old paper. You are looking at the file. It is open. The paper is yellow. It is brittle. It feels like bone. You are the archivist. You are the keeper of secrets. You are also the thief. No one knows yet. Not the Director. Not the Board. Not Elias. You look at the clock. It is three...
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