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The Quiet Hour Protocol

sci-fi◐ Teen
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Mara typed back on the dead keys, not sure they worked. "Who are you?" The screen answered instantly. WE KEEP THE CITY CALM. WHILE IT SLEEPS, WE FIX WHAT THE DAY BREAKS. Then, slower: YOU WERE NOT SUPPOSED TO SEE. The countdown in the corner read 00:20. Whatever choice she had, she had twenty seconds to make it.

Mara typed one word with ten seconds left: "Stop." The screen flashed red. IF WE STOP, THE BAD DREAMS STAY. ARE YOU SURE? She didn't know what was true anymore. Five seconds. Four. She lifted her hands off the keys and let the countdown run out. At 3:01:00 the city woke up calm, the way it always did, and Mara decided some things were better left running.

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