The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The air in the vault tasted of iron and old dust. Miles stood by the great iron door. His hands trembled. Not from fear. From the weight of the thing inside. "Open it," said Commander Halloway. Halloway stood in the shadows. His face was a mask of stone. He did not blink. He did not breathe. He watched Miles like a hawk watches a field mouse. Miles looked at his hands. They were rough. They...

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