New short story: "Noontime Dawns"

2019-11-03 Fiction

You wait until the only sounds come from the environmental systems before using the stolen codes to leave your room. From now on, the best case scenario if you're found is a lifetime in a black site: journalists don't get much forgiveness for wandering through restricted research stations, even when they had been invited there to write a puff piece.

The rest on Adversarial Metanoia.

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