The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The alarm did not ring. It screamed. A high-pitched shriek tore through the pre-dawn silence of the coastal fortress. Captain Elias Thorne woke not to sound, but to the smell of ozone. The air in his bunkhouse tasted of copper and burnt insulation. He sat up. His body moved before his mind did. Muscle memory is a ghost that refuses to leave. He reached for the pistol on the nightstand. It was...

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