The Pale Protocol
Act I "You are holding the vial, Tanaka. Put it down." Taro Tanaka did not put it down. He stood in the center of the banquet hall, the air heavy with brine and burnt sugar from the roasted kelp cakes, his hands trembling around the small, glass cylinder. It was empty. It had been empty for six years, ever since the withdrawal took his brother, Ren, in the reclamation yard. The vial was the...
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