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Chapter 29: The Glass Cage
Author: ChaaaN
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The air inside Saint Jude’s Psychiatric Institute didn’t smell like a prison. It smelled like antiseptic, expensive lilies, and the sterile, ozone-sharp tang of high-end air filtration systems. It was a sensory assault of order—an offensive contrast to the grime of the hydroelectric plant and the soot-stained corridors of the city’s underbelly.

Arveth kicked the rear service door shut behind them, the heavy steel latch clicking into place with a definitive, jarring sound. Linaya slumped against
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