The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The bottle in your hand is not a weapon, though it holds the only liquid that tastes like silence, and you have been holding it for so long that the glass has worn into the crevices of your palm, a smooth, cold companion that knows the exact temperature of your blood. You are standing in the corridor of the St. Jude’s Residential Care Facility, a building that stretches out before you like a...

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