The Faded Frontier

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The ink on the file was not ink but blood, a thin crimson vein that ran from the top of the page down through the signature line and pooled at the bottom, wet and glossy under the fluorescent lights of the sub-basement, and I knew before I even looked up from the desk that I was looking at my own end, not as a threat but as a fact, a quiet geological shift in the tectonic plates of the...

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