The Faded Paradox
The fire took forty-three minutes to consume the vault, a duration I have counted in seconds, in heartbeats, and in the slow, sickening rotation of the smoke detectors that never quite spun fast enough to trigger the full alarm. I stood in the corridor, my hands pressed flat against the cold metal of the doorframe, watching the heat shimmer warp the air until the letters on the sign above the...
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