The Wistful Witness

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The alarm didn't ring. It screamed. A high, thin shriek that cut through the sleep like a wire through a tomato. You were awake before the sound registered, your body moving on instinct, pulling the blanket off the bed. The apartment was dark, save for the pulsing red light from the device on the nightstand. The smoke detector. You hadn’t heard smoke. You hadn’t smelled anything but the stale,...

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