The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

I Liliane LaFleur sat at the console in the basement of the Meridian Institute, the fluorescent lights humming a frequency that vibrated in her teeth, and she watched the cursor blink on the corrupted file named for her husband, a man who had not spoken a coherent sentence in three months. The room was sterile, smelling of ozone and old dust, and the server racks stretched into the dark like...

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