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... ate—through the thin membrane between dream and certainty. The first hook that yanked me fully awake was sound: a single tick, precise as a surgeon's scalpel, emanating from the arcane chronometer on my left. One tick, then the answering tock, both perfectly spaced. Good. Whatever had happened to me past this room's walls, the gears of my life here still ran on schedule.
I blinked, letting my vision settle on the familiar lacquer of my desk. Blackwood, polished so many times the grain ha ...
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