The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The blood on your uniform is not yours. It is a thick, rusty smear across the left shoulder, darkening the wool into a color that resembles dried earth. You are standing in the center of the detention cell, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead with a sound like a dying insect. The air is cold and smells of bleach and old sweat. Your hands are shaking, but not from fear. They are shaking from...

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