The Distant Nightmare

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The windshield wipers beat a frantic, useless rhythm against the glass. Snow fell in thick, horizontal sheets, erasing the road ahead. Elias gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white, his eyes fixed on the gray nothing where the highway should have been. In the passenger seat, the duffel bag bumped against his hip. Inside lay the antibiotics. Three bottles. Expired six months ago. The only...

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