The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The fog did not roll in; it was already there, a permanent, viscous substance that clung to the ivy-eaten walls of St. Jude’s Hall, seeping into the marrow of the building and the men who dwelt within it. Arthur Penhaligon woke not to the sound of a clock, but to the sensation of water rising around his ankles, cold and brackish, smelling of old paper and wet chalk. He sat up in his bed, the...

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