The Faded Photograph

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You wake up with the taste of iron in your mouth. It is a thick, metallic tang. It coats your teeth. You are lying on the cold floor. The floor is tile. It is white. It is endless. The air is thin. It is too quiet. You do not remember falling. You only remember the weight. You are a sergeant. You are not a sergeant here. You are a body. You are a piece of meat that has forgotten how to...

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