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... ped through the door, the quiet ended. Shadows of a dense crowd slid across the walls, a silent stampede of ghosts from a train station at rush hour. The sound of a thousand echoing footsteps came from nowhere in particular. A polite, disembodied speaker system, like one from a pristine mall, tried to put verbs in my bones. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
"HALT," the air said with cheerful authority.
"SUBMIT," it added warmly.
"KNEEL," it suggested, as if we were discussin ...
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