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... engine quieting to a purr before dying. The parking bay gleamed unnaturally – no oil stains, yellow lines crisp as if painted yesterday. A perfection too rigid to trust.
Demien gripped the wheel, motionless. Each breath came measured and tight. The leather felt wrong beneath his fingers – too smooth, balanced differently, crafted for hands accustomed to finer things. The walls of reality pressed closer with each second.
The rearview mirror showed a stranger’s face. Not Demien Wa ...
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