The Golden Crossing
The notice was pasted on the damp wood of the quarantine shed, the ink bleeding into the grain where the humidity had swollen the boards. "ALL PERSONNEL MUST REPORT FOR PURITY ASSESSMENT. FAILURE TO COMPLY RESULTS IN SEVERANCE." I read it three times. The paper felt slick under my fingers, like a fish out of water. I am Kaito Nakamura, and I have spent thirty-two years keeping the doors shut,...
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