The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

In the dream, the factory floor was made of teeth. Miles Kettle stood in the center. His boots sank into the grinding surface. The noise was a roar. A low, tectonic groan. It vibrated in his marrow. He looked down. The teeth were human. They were molars. They were canines. They were yellowed and stained with rust. He tried to step. His foot stuck. The metal floor was sticky. It tasted of...

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