The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain against the windowpane of the secure holding cell creates a rhythmic, drowning sound, a steady drumbeat that seems to sync with the throb in your temple. You are sitting on the edge of the steel cot, your hands folded in your lap, the knuckles white, the skin tight over the bone. The air in the room is stale, recycled through vents that hum with a low, electric vibration, carrying the...

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