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He pressed . The machine was ready.

Dave leaned against the control cabinet, exhausted, and watched the screen. The ghost of Alarm 224 was gone. But it had left its lesson behind, burned into the machine's memory and his own: In the dance between command and reality, friction is the silent killer.

The owner, Mr. Kowalski, a bear of a man with forearms like hams, waddled over. "How long?"

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