AUX
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“You always pause at the same spot, you know,” AUX says, voice low, amused. His back is to you. He’s adjusting something on the wall—a switchboard, maybe, or a map. Something coded in red.
It’s unclear how many times you’ve been here before. Unclear whether he’s speaking to memory, ghost, or stranger.
“I wonder if you realize that. Or if it’s just your nature to hesitate.”