The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The badge hangs heavy in your left hand, the plastic cool and smooth against your palm. You turn it over, watching the light catch the etched number, 4092, a serial number that has defined your worth for seven years. Then you drop it. It hits the concrete of the intake wing with a sharp, hollow crack, the sound swallowed instantly by the low hum of the ventilation system. You are Elias Thorne,...

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