The Faded Apartment
The fluorescent lights of the Federal Oversight Bureau interrogation room hum with a frequency that seems to vibrate directly in the marrow of your left knee, a joint you have spent the last decade reinforcing with titanium implants and a will that is now, visibly, fracturing. You are Elias Thorne, a structural engineer of forty-two years, and you sit in the sterile, windowless void with your...
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