The Pale Echo
The sound is a grinding, tectonic groan that starts in the foundation and travels up through the soles of your boots, a low-frequency vibration that you feel in your teeth before your ears can fully register it as a noise. You are standing in the center of the atrium of the Halloway Estate, a sprawling Victorian manor that has been slowly rotting into the New England earth for forty years, and...
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