The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The iron key is cold in your hand. It is heavier than it looks. You feel the weight of it in your wrist, a dull ache that has become part of your bone structure. You are standing in the courtyard of the White House, but it is not the White House you know. The marble is black. The sky above is a bruised purple, swollen with clouds that do not move. There is no wind. There is no sound. You are a...

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