The Distant Nightmare

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The iron lungs of the city breathed in a rhythmic, metallic shudder that Edward Whitmore felt not in his ears, but in the marrow of his bones, a vibration that had become so intrinsic to his existence that he could no longer distinguish the tremor of the steam pipes in the walls from the trembling of his own hands. He stood in the center of the vast, unoccupied atrium of the Whitmore...

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