The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The needle slipped. It was not a mistake. It was a choice. I watched it enter the flesh of my left hand. The skin, pale and thin as old paper, gave way with a soft, wet sigh. A bead of blood welled up. Dark. Viscous. It sat there, trembling on the pad of my thumb, defying gravity for a second before it fell. It hit the white tile floor with a sound like a tiny bell. I did not flinch. I had...

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