The Distant Journey

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The door was locked. Leo pressed his palm against the cold steel. It did not yield. He looked up. The camera in the corner blinked red. A small, unblinking eye. "Leo," the voice said. It came from the speaker above the door. It was calm. It was polite. It was wrong. "Your shift ends at four. You are still inside." "I know," Leo said. His voice sounded thin. It sounded like it belonged to...

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