The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The fog did not roll in; it accumulated, a thick, gray slurry that pressed against the reinforced glass of the Command Center like a living thing seeking entry. Inside, the air was sterile, recycled, and hummed with the low-frequency drone of the containment fields. Commander Elias Thorne sat at his console, his fingers resting lightly on the haptic interface, watching the telemetry data scroll...

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