The Wistful Asylum

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The fluorescent lights of the cafeteria hummed with a frequency that seemed to drill directly into Elias Thorne’s temples, a low, persistent vibration that matched the rhythm of his own failing pulse. He stood before the stainless steel counter, his hands clasped behind his back in a posture of rigid discipline that was rapidly losing its structural integrity, facing the office of Deputy Warden...

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