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... nce we arrived here.
Grey concrete. Rusted piping along the ceiling. A row of fluorescent lights, half of them dead, the other half flickering in a rhythm that’s going to give someone a seizure before long.
The kind of corridor that exists in any institutional basement in any city on a dying Earth.
The contrast with the bio-predatory room we just left is absurd enough to be almost offensive.
We walk in silence.
Oliver is not okay.
Not physically—he ...
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