The House of Possible Tomorrows

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The iron door yielded to pressure it had refused for eighty years. Eileen Hadwicke stood in the threshold of the basement, her flashlight cutting through air thick with sediment and the sour breath of something that had not known light since before the war. The door was not on any floor plan. She had inherited the house three weeks ago, signed the papers in Baton Rouge without ever stepping...

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