The Uncompressed Presence

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Act I

Kaito's apartment existed in three shades: white, grey, and the off-white of a hospital ceiling that had forgotten how to be cheerful. Everything was

The fog clung to the Yorkshire moors like a shroud thick and yellow, the kind of mist that seeped...

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They were weeping in real time, watching the holographic projection of Nova float above the...

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The quantum chamber hummed with the sound of a billion distant stars. Caius Thorne stood at the...

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The Last Biologic

The research lab smelled of nothing. Jonas Whitfield had been in post-scarcity environments long...

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Marcus Chen had been looking at them for two hundred and thirty-one days. Not all two hundred and...

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