The Wistful Asylum

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The lights were too bright. That was the first thing that hit Marcus. The sterile, humming whiteness of the containment unit. It burned the retinas. It stripped the world down to its raw, unadorned bones. He stood in the center of the room, hands at his sides, breathing in measured, technical rhythms. In, four counts. Hold, four counts. Out, four counts. The air tasted of ozone and old coffee....

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