The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The glass shatters. It is not a sound. It is a pressure. A sudden, violent expansion in the air that pushes against your eardrums until they pop. You are on your knees. Your hands are pressed flat against the linoleum. It is cold. It is wet. You look up. The vial is gone. It was a simple tube. Blue liquid. Labelled in a font you recognize from the technical manuals. You do not remember picking...

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