The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The dream began with the taste of rust on the tongue, a metallic tang that coated the back of the throat like dried blood, and it was not until the gray light of the dawn broke through the grimy window of the telegraph office that Thomas Bradshaw realized he was still holding the empty tin can in his hand. He sat there, hunched over the desk where the telegraph keys lay cold and silent, his...

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