The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The vault was cold. It smelled of ozone and old paper. Elias sat in the center of the room. He was not sleeping. He was waiting. The air hummed with a low frequency. It vibrated in his teeth. The walls were steel. Three feet thick. They were buried deep. No one could hear him. No one could see him. He checked his watch. It was midnight. The digital numbers glowed red. They looked like blood....

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