The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The alarm on the incubator screamed at 3:14 a.m. Dr. Elias Thorne did not sleep. He never did anymore. The sound cut through the sterile hum of the research wing, sharp and digital, a violation of the quiet. He was already standing. His feet hit the cold tile floor with a dull thud. He pulled his lab coat over his hospital gown. It was thin, synthetic, and it smelled of antiseptic and old...

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