The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The door opened without a sound. It never did. Captain Elias Thorne stood in the center of the room. He held the brass lantern in his left hand. The light was yellow. It was old. The glass was clouded with age. In his right hand, he held the chain. It was heavy. The links were cold against his palm. "Welcome," said the voice behind the curtain. "You are late." Elias did not look up. He kept his...

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