The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The name was called out in the corridor, sharp and dry, cutting through the hum of the ventilation system. You turned, your hands still stained with the gray dust of the old ledgers, and saw Director Halloway standing at the end of the hall. He did not wave. He simply pointed a pale finger toward his office, a gesture so brief it seemed to cost him effort. The air in the Ministry was always...

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