The Faded Guest
The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of Hollow Creek into a mirror of the bruised sky above, and it was in this oppressive dampness that Elias Thorne, a man whose hands still trembled with the ghost of the rope’s friction, stood before the old house that his father had built and that he had been sentenced to inhabit for the remainder...
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