The Distant Nightmare
The glass in the atrium of the Meridian Tower was not merely broken; it was shattered in a way that defied the physics of a single impact, a spiderweb of fractures that radiated outward from a central point on the floor, creating a mosaic of sharp, glittering shards that caught the dim fluorescent light. I stood there, my hand still trembling from the weight of the hammer I had hidden in my...
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