The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

Yui Watanabe wiped the condensation from the glass with a rag that had been damp for an hour, his movements sharp and mechanical as he checked the humidity sensors in the server room. The cold was a physical weight, pressing against his eardrums, and the hum of the cooling fans was a constant, low-frequency vibration that he felt in his teeth. He was forty-two, a senior archivist at the...

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