The Faded Attic
The containment unit sealed with a hydraulic hiss that sounded less like machinery and more like a sigh, a long, exhausted exhalation from the walls themselves. I was not afraid. Fear is a biological response to a predictable threat, and I was no longer entirely biological, nor was the thing that had broken into the sub-basement of the Whitmore Institute a threat in the conventional sense. It...
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