The Golden Scar
Dr. Elias Thorne’s hand trembled as he adjusted the frequency dial, the metal cold and heavy against his sweating palm. The hum of the reactor was a low, thrumming weight in his chest, a physical pressure that seemed to press the air out of the room. He was looking for the Golden Scar, a theoretical loop in the temporal field that would allow a single consciousness to persist without decay. It...
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