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Elias compared them again, slowly, carefully, following each digit like it might shift if he stared long enough, trying, desperately, to anchor himself in the logic of it, in the clean sterility of numbers, because thinking about what it meant would unravel him faster than he could brace for.
He exhaled, long and frayed at the edges, pressing the heel of his hand against his temple like he could physically hold the thoughts in place.
There were two possibilities.
Two ...
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