The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The ink bled. Not like water. Like blood. Black and thick. It stained the air. The room smelled of iron and wet paper. I wiped my hands. They were trembling. My name was Elias Thorne. At least, that was what the file said. The file was in my pocket. A small, leather-bound book. Stained with grease. Stained with sweat. The walls were gray. The floor was concrete. We were in the basement. Level...

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