The Faded Photograph

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The white noise of the neural interface did not fade when Elara Vance opened her eyes; it merely shifted pitch, a high, sterile whine that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of her bones. She lay in the experimental ward of the Meridian Institute, the air cold and recycled, smelling faintly of ozone and antiseptic, her body a hollow vessel tethered to a server rack that hummed with the weight of...

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