The big man was three steps closer, pressing the square over Zeke’s nose and mouth. Zeke tried to slam the hand away, but it was like hitting a heavy bag at the gym. Something sharp burned his eyes as something sweet tickled his nose and throat.

“Congratulations, Officer,” Fifteen said as the lights dimmed. “You’ve been selected for service.”

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