The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The dream was always the same: a white room, sterile and infinite, where the floor was made of polished bone and the walls breathed with the rhythmic hiss of ventilators. In this place, silence was not an absence of sound but a physical weight, pressing against the eardrums until they popped. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood in the center, holding a ledger that was bound in skin, its pages blank...

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