The Distant Nightmare

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The memorandum was printed on heavy, cream-colored stock, the ink still wet and smelling faintly of iron, a bureaucratic scent that sat heavily in my throat as I read it for the third time. It was a formal reprimand, unsigned, but the handwriting of the clerk who had typed it was shivering, a subtle tremor in the keystrokes that suggested fear rather than indifference. I sat in the cold stone...

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