The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The air in the basement was thick, a suspended fog of dust and old paper that coated the back of Margaret’s throat with a gritty, dry taste, and she stood there with her hands pressed flat against the cold concrete floor, her knuckles white not from cold but from a rigid, terrifying need to hold herself together while the walls seemed to lean inward, pressing against the very center of her...

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