The Distant Legend
The fluorescent lights of the audit room hummed at a frequency that seemed to vibrate directly in my teeth, a low, electric drone that matched the frantic pace of my own pulse. I sat across from Director Halloway, my hands clasped tightly in my lap, watching the rain streak down the windowpane outside, each droplet a tiny, distorted lens on the gray city beyond. Halloway, a man whose face had...
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