The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

I am writing this from the sickbed in the back of the shop, where the air tastes of rust and dried fish. It has been three days since the glass broke, and I am still here, though my hands shake so badly I can barely hold the pen. I remember the dream first, the one that started it all. I was standing in the kitchen, holding a porcelain cup that had been shattered into a dozen jagged pieces. I...

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