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... n the other, my brain wobbling somewhere between awe and despair as a rain of envelopes fluttered from the heavens like some grotesque parody of snow.
I might even have been admiring the aesthetic of it—because say what you will about the apocalypse, at least it has a sense of drama—when I noticed him.
The first man.
Not a zealot. Not a crazed competitor. No. One of ours. One of the so-called loyal survivors who had pledged his trembling oath to the man in white like the ...
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