The Distant Nightmare

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The silence in the containment wing was not empty; it was heavy, a physical weight that pressed against the eardrums of everyone who entered, a pressure that felt less like air and more like the vacuum of deep space. Elias Thorne stood at the threshold of Cell Four, his badge clutched in a hand that had begun to tremble, the metal cold against his palm. He was a man of procedure, a creature of...

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