The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The watch was cold. It sat on the table like a stone. Not gold, not silver, but bone. White. Smooth. It ticked with a sound like wet lips closing. Thomas held his breath. He watched the second hand sweep. Tick. Tick. Tick. The room was not a room. It was a place outside of place. The walls were made of fog. The floor was made of memory. He stood there. He was a soldier. His uniform was gray. It...

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