The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The van door hisses shut. The seal locks tight. You are in. The air is cold. It smells of ozone and stale sweat. It smells of fear. You look down at your hands. They are small. They are shaking. You are twelve years old. You wear a gray jumpsuit. It is too big. The sleeves swallow your wrists. Beside you sits a boy. He is older. Maybe fourteen. His name is Elias. He does not look at you. He...

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