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The plot unspooled with dreamlike urgency. The fog ate memories. Every adult had vanished. The children realized that if they stayed in the fog too long, they forgot their own names, their mothers’ faces, the smell of rain. The only way to survive was to hold onto something no one else could see: a personal truth.
No. That wasn’t right. He read it again, and the words had shifted.
On screen, the fog seeped through the classroom door.
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