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... ions. Nothing suggested this was the case, and she was shooting blanks for all she knew. But she still entertained the idea.
She had heard the ticking before, and it sounded nothing like Jury’s. Nothing did. Not even the analogue clocks of the Site. Just the mere thought of Jury made her want to return, but no matter the direction she took she would always end up in the same exact place.
This was where Frost finally found a use case for [Non-Euclidian Interpretation]. The 100,000 ...
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