The Faded Road
The ink on the dispatch was still wet, a glossy, dark smear that refused to dry in the cold air of the archive. "Director Halloway, if you will permit me a moment to explain the technical specifications of the digitization protocol, I can assure you the error is isolated to the scanner bed, not the source material." You kept your voice level, a flat plane of professional courtesy that did not...
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