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mily worth the name, no future. Six months ago, she'd been a student-unt

thing but herself-and someone ha

med again. Not

screen: a requisition order, countersigned in her

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up had been working the motel's hallways, promising passa

d labor contracts were a fiction; the desperate who signed them

ade her blood run cold. Her debt was settled

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smooth gray coats of the Meridian Group, and beh

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drove her heel into a gray-coated shi

s grip tightened until her bones ground together. "You

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cheek that snapped her head sideways and

her mouth, sweet and chemic

y yellow lights of the city, up and up-until Terra-3 itself was a gray smudge swallowed by the dark. Her destination was

urned slowly, heralded by the biting

d by a seamless expanse of pure white. Ceiling, walls, floor-everything wa

. The air brushing against her s

complete

she violently scrambled backward, her bare back hitting the freezing wall.

croaked, her

oor. She slammed her palms against the walls, frantically searching

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all, pulling her knees to her chest, h

ical hiss brok

lhouettes filled the entryway. They were impossibly tall, their shoulders

the wall, wishing she could phase th

e spoke, a harsh, guttural string of complex

ars spilling hot down her freezing ch

d a metallic device that pulsed with a faint, ominous light

ning in a raw, throat-tearing scream. She tried to cra

he device pressed a

ugh her skull, and the white room fa