The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered. It suspended itself in the grey air above the facility. Miles stood at the window. He watched the droplets cling to the glass. They trembled. They held on. The glass was cold. It bit into his fingertips. He wore a thin white coat. It smelled of antiseptic and old dust. The room was sterile. The light was flat. No shadows existed here. Only the hum of...

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