The last thing Kaelen Vance remembered was the flickering fluorescent hum of the office and the mind-numbing repetition of the 'Q4 Revenue' spreadsheet. Then, a sharp, cold snap-like a glass rod breaking in his mind-and the world went black. He woke up to the smell of damp earth and something sweet, like rotting jasmine. He wasn't in his cubicle. He was lying on a bed of bioluminescent moss that pulsed with a faint, rhythmic blue light
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