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I Would Rather Be Rejected

Author: Riel
last update publish date: 2026-04-15 00:58:00

He doesn’t speak for so long that I begin to fear he will deny me this information altogether and I will have no idea how to get answers.

But at the last second, he surprises me.

He answers.

“The Gamma is in one of the holding cells underneath this building.”

For a second, I do not understand the words.

They hang in the air between us, fragile. Impossible.

Underneath this building.

Not dead.

Not gone.

Underneath.

My lungs forget how to function.

I stare at him, searching for the trap hidden ins
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