The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

March 14. The cell is quiet. Too quiet. I stand by the door, my hand resting on the steel handle, feeling the cold seep through my glove. Inside, Silas sits on the narrow cot. He does not look at me. He looks at the wall. The wall is bare, save for the faded gold letters of our unit’s motto, *Order Through Vigilance*, which has chipped away over the years until it looks like a scar. I want my...

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