The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The bell rang. It was a sharp, metallic scream that cut through the sterile white air of the processing floor. I stopped moving. My hands were full of raw, gray meat, slick and cold. The smell was thick. It coated the back of my throat. It was the smell of iron and rot. I looked down. My fingers were trembling. Not from the cold. The floor was heated. I looked at the man next to me. Elias. He...

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