The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The alarm did not ring; it screamed, a jagged, digital shriek that tore through the sterile quiet of the containment unit like a razor through silk. Silas Vance did not startle. He had long since stopped flinching at the violence of his own environment. He lay on the thin, synthetic mattress, staring at the ceiling tiles, counting the micro-fractures in the paint, a ritual as old as his...

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