The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The steel door of the bunker was not a barrier but a membrane, a thick, sweating skin that separated the sterile, cold air of the outside world from the warm, humid pressure of the living, and Sergeant Major Elias Thorne pressed his forehead against the cold metal, feeling the vibration of the machinery within like a second heartbeat, a rhythmic thumping that was less mechanical and more...

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