The Distant Nightmare

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You wake in the dark. The ceiling is white. It is cracked. You count the fissures. One. Two. Three. You have counted them a thousand times. The room is a cell. It is also a office. The air is stale. It tastes of dust and old paper. You sit up. Your bones ache. The pain is sharp. It is familiar. You are David. You are a junior analyst. You work in the basement. You work for the firm. The firm is...

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