The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain did not fall so much as it was forced into the earth, a ceaseless, grey static that pressed against the reinforced glass of the Sector Four detention center, blurring the world outside into a smear of wet concrete and dying neon. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of ozone, stale coffee, and the metallic tang of fear that had become, over the last decade, the only perfume the men...

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