The Distant Machine

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October 14, 04:00. The bunker is shaking. Not with the rumble of artillery, which we have grown to expect like the shifting of tectonic plates, but with a high, thin shriek that seems to vibrate directly in the marrow of my left arm. The concrete walls are sweating. I can taste the copper tang of fear and old dust in my mouth. I look at my hand. It is open, palm up, resting on the steel table....

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