The Faded Quadrant
The alarm did not ring. It simply ceased to exist, a sudden silence that was louder than any shriek. You were standing in the breakroom, holding a mug of lukewarm coffee, when the walls dissolved. Not into dust, but into data. The fluorescent lights flickered, then turned a deep, arterial red. The air grew thick, tasting of ozone and copper. Around you, the other employees froze. They were...
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