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... ty, USA -
- January 17, 1940 -
Snow still clung to the rooftops like quiet ghosts, soft and unmoving beneath the pale morning light. Down by the Hudson, the wind had lost its bite, though the air still carried the metallic scent of winter and electricity — the scent of Nikola Tesla's work.
Inside the small, hidden workshop that once belonged to sailors and smugglers, a faint hum echoed from the walls. The Night Machine — Tesla's cyborg self — stood near the large table, g ...
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