The Faded Quadrant

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The rain did not fall so much as it materialized, a fine, cold mist that seeped through the tactical mesh of Sergeant Elias Thorne’s uniform, chilling the sweat that had already begun to bead along his spine. He stood in the center of the sterile, white-tiled holding area of the Federal Bureau of Anomalous Containment, the air thick with the ozone smell of high-voltage suppression fields and...

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