The Faded Frontier

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Dr. Aris Thorne woke from a dream of wet stone. He was not in a bed. He was in a chair. The chair was metal. It was bolted to the floor. The room was small. White. The light was fluorescent. It hummed. The hum was a constant. It drilled into his teeth. He looked at his hands. They were clean. They were still. A door opened. It did not creak. It slid. A man entered. He wore a gray suit. The suit...

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