The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The air in the server room tasted of ozone and old sweat, a metallic tang that coated the back of Nitin Menon’s throat as he stared into the black monitor. His reflection floated there, ghostly and pale, a digital echo that seemed to move a half-second after his own head, mirroring his exhaustion with an uncanny, rigid precision. He wanted to bury the breach, to quietly scrub the logs so his...

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