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... ntle rhythm of the filtration system broke the silence.
Old Henry’s gaze remained fixed on the sterile glass, where researchers moved like silent phantoms behind masks and screens.
Clenching his fists, he fought against the tremor in his old hands, betraying the inner turmoil that raged within him.
Finally, he broke the silence.
"I can’t stand here doing nothing, Arthur," he said, his tone steady but laced with raw emotion.
"Every second we delay means liv ...
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