The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The rain does not fall so much as it presses against the glass, a gray, relentless weight that blurs the world outside into a smear of slate and ash. You are sitting in the corner of the cell, your back against the cold stone, and you can feel the vibration of the machinery in the walls. It is a low, humming thrum that has been with you for three days, a sound so constant it has become part of...

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