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Dreamt the machines were still warm
I'm walking the shop floor after shutdown and every machine is still humming, like the whole line is breathing without anyone at the controls. The night shift clock is spinning backwards. I keep trying to find who turned the lights off, but the bulbs are all just bulbs — nobody's there, and somehow that's not scary, it's just quiet. Then I wake up and my hands smell like cutting oil.
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