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Quorum of Salt
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The door opens slow. And there's Bay 9. Full of cryo-pods. Rows of them. All dark except one at the far end. The light inside is still on. The window is frosted. I walk toward it with salt still on my hands.
I look at the other pods. Each one has a label: UNIT 1, UNIT 2, UNIT 3. Different names on each. But every window shows the same face. Different ages. Different clothes. All me. All of us. This isn't a sleeper. This is a collection.
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