The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter lay on the kitchen table, its edges soft and fraying from the humidity that had seeped into the stone walls of the cellar. It was the third one I had written to you, Thomas, though I knew you would not read it, for you were already dead, or worse, you were alive and had simply forgotten me. The air in this place is thick, heavy with the smell of wet wool and old paper, and my hands,...

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