The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

You wake with the taste of iron in your mouth. The taste is old. It sits on your tongue like a coin that has been held too long. You are in the study. The room is dark. The only light comes from the streetlamp outside. It cuts a thin slice of grey across the floor. You are wearing your coat. It is damp. You do not remember going out. You look at your hands. They are clean. But they feel heavy....

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