The Distant Nightmare

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The house was already burning when you arrived, not with the orange roar of open flame but with a slow, suffocating heat that rose from the floorboards and settled in the lungs like ash, a physical weight that pressed against your ribs and made every breath a labor of extraction, and you stood on the porch in the dark, your uniform damp with sweat and the residual grime of the city, watching...

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