The Distant Legend

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The air in the containment unit tasted of ozone and old copper. You did not blink. You could not afford to blink. The alarm had been screaming for ten minutes, a high-pitched keen that drilled into the base of your skull. Around you, the other officers were moving with a frantic, purposeless energy. They shouted codes. They checked seals. They looked at their watches. You looked at the wall. It...

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