The Distant Nightmare

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I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth. It was thick. It coated the back of my throat like old blood. The rain had stopped, but the air still hummed with a low, electric vibration that made my teeth ache. I sat up. The bedframe groaned under the weight of my movement. I was not in my bunk. I was in the old farmhouse at the edge of the mill. The walls were white. They were peeling. The...

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