The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The rain had been falling for three days without pause, a relentless, grey curtain that turned the streets of London into a slurry of mud and refuse, and I sat in the cramped, windowless cell of the precinct, listening to the water drip from the leaky ceiling into a tin bucket, the sound a monotonous ticking that marked the passage of minutes which felt like hours, and I was not thinking of the...

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