The Wistful Campus

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Thorne. The name hung in the sterile air of Room 402, spoken by a nurse whose voice was flat and administrative, a summons that cut through the low hum of the ventilation system. Elias did not look up immediately; he was watching the ink on the pen dry on the consent form, a dark, viscous line that seemed to pulse with a life of its own, proof of the bureaucratic machinery that had processed...

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