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... s curved, glowing with a cold, white light. It wasn’t concrete, but some kind of matte metal. A very fine weld seam, like an old, unhealed scar, marked where the panels met.
I turned my head.
There were no walls. Only a single curved metal bulkhead, its surface coated in a thin layer of anti-slip rubber. It was dark gray and cool to the touch, with a dry texture that felt like a mixture of engine oil and sea breeze.
I sat up.
The mattress was thin, lying on a hard ...
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