The Distant Temple
The rain hits the glass. It is hard. It is cold. You are wet. The water runs down your face. You do not wipe it. You are in the office. The office is large. The office is empty. The desk is oak. The oak is dark. You sit. The chair creaks. It sounds like a bone. "Who are you?" You look up. The man stands there. He wears a suit. The suit is grey. The suit is torn. The tie is loose. He smells of...
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