The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

October 12, 1994 I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth. The barracks was dark, but the double was there. He stood by the foot of my bunk, wearing my uniform, holding a knife. He did not breathe. I did not blink. I waited for him to move, but he stayed still, a mirror of my own worst impulse made flesh. I am a sergeant. I know how to handle a threat. I swung my leg out, kicking the air...

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