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Whispers Beyond the Glass

Ben knocks at precisely 0600 hours, punctual to the minute, his presence marked by the familiar, heavy rhythm of knuckles against metal. I was already up, anticipation tingling in my chest. My hair hung loose and damp from my hurried shower, clothes neatly pressed, the hint of adrenaline buzzing in ...

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