What's Your Angle

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Nathan leaned closer to the screen, replaying a section. When he'd been in that cell, when the system had activated and his body had begun its transformation—the breaking of his bones, the reconstruction, the agony—all of that should have been captured on camera. But it wasn't there. The footage showed him lying still and eventually sitting up and moving to the wall. But the entire sequence where his body had been wracked with pain, where bones had broken through skin, where he'd screamed and fainted repeatedly—none of that appeared in the video. It was as if those hours had been... edited out. Or had never been recorded at all. Nathan pulled up another video, this one from earlier in his imprisonment. He watched himself toss the dice away in frustration. The dice landed in the mud, cl

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