The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

You dream of teeth. Not your own. They are white. Too white. They snap in the dark. You wake up. The office is quiet. Fluorescent lights hum. A low buzz. Like a wasp trapped in glass. You sit at your desk. You are a Lieutenant. You wear the uniform. The fabric is stiff. It smells of starch and fear. The year is unknown. The decade is a blur. It could be now. It could be then. It does not...

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