The Pale Fracture
Act I "Notice of Quarterly Purge: All unclaimed memory files are subject to extraction by 09:00 hours." The paper was thin, the ink grey, and it smelled of the damp concrete floor where I had fallen asleep in the archive. I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth, the recurring dream still clinging to my eyelids: a pale fracture splitting a white wall, bleeding a light that was not light but...
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