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The Quiet Hour Protocol
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The gray-suited worker walked toward her, hands up. "Easy. You're awake, that's rare, but it's not the end of the world." Up close he looked tired and human. "We keep the city running while it sleeps. Pipes, wires, bad dreams, all of it. You can walk home and forget, or you can grab a suit and help. We're always short on hands."
"I'll forget," Mara said. "I just want to sleep." The man nodded like he understood completely. "Most do." He touched a small remote and the streetlights dimmed to a soft blue. The last thing Mara saw was the frozen city, calm and waiting, before her eyes closed. She woke in her bed, rested, the calculus problem solved, with the strange sense she'd had a very long, very busy dream.
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