The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The door locks. The air changes. It becomes thick, heavy with the scent of stale tobacco and old paper. You stand in the center of the room. It is a small room. A windowless office on the fourteenth floor. The walls are lined with shelves. The shelves hold files. The files are brown. They are thin. They are many. You are an investigator. You look for the truth. You have looked for it for twenty...

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