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Tonight, she was alone in the lab, the server humming like a trapped heart. Her mother, Clara, was in the hospital room downstairs, her lungs filling with fluid. Eighty-seven years old. Afraid of the dark. Elara had made a promise: I won’t let you disappear.

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