The Distant Whispers

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You press the flat of your knife against the bread, slicing it into four equal, dry squares. The crust is thick, black as the obsidian walls of this cell. You count the cuts. One, two, three. The silence in the room is not empty; it is heavy, a physical weight that presses against your eardrums. You set the plate on the floor. The bread sits there, untouched, while the shadows in the corner...

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