The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The coffee in the mug was cold, a dark, stagnant pool that reflected the fluorescent hum of the break room lights, and Sergeant Elias Thorne stared at it without drinking, his mind already drifting back to the sterile white walls of the containment unit where the air tasted of ozone and something older, something like the dust of unopened books. It had been three days since the incident, three...

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