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Chapter 57: What It Already Knows
Author: Mary Sampson
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"You keep almost dying," the figure said, Ethan's own voice turned strange and hollow coming from something that wasn't actually him. "Every single time. What makes you think this time is different?"

Ethan's hand found Mira's arm without thinking, pulling her back a step. "That's not me."

"Obviously," Mira said, voice tight, scanner raised toward the flickering shape with no readout she seemed to trust. "It's some kind of projection. Trial floor, maybe … the old survey report mentioned somethin
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