The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The brass nameplate on the door of Director Halloway’s office had been polished so frequently that it had worn thin, a metallic whisper in the otherwise silent corridor of the Bureau. I stood before it, my hand hovering, feeling the residual warmth of the metal that seemed to vibrate with a low, hum of institutional malice. It was a cold Tuesday in November, the kind where the air in the city...

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