The Distant Machine
The letter began with a command that felt like a slap across the face. "You are to report to the Commanding Officer’s office immediately," Colonel Halloway had written, the ink still wet and black as a bruise on the cheap paper. Elias Thorne stared at the words, the cold seeping through the thin walls of the observation post, a concrete box that had ceased to be a shelter the moment the eastern...
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