The Distant Nightmare
The thunder did not roll so much as it struck, a physical blow that rattled the corrugated steel roof of Bay Four until the dust shook loose from the rafters. Elias Thorne, thirty-four and trembling with a fatigue that felt less like exhaustion and more like a slow dissolution of the self, pressed his shoulder against the massive sliding gate of the Sterling Logistics warehouse, his muscles...
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