The Distant Whispers

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"Did you hear it?" The voice was low. It scraped against the damp air of the corridor. It was the voice of a boy. He stood by the water cooler. He clutched a clipboard to his chest. The plastic creaked. Thomas looked up. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. The sweat was cold. It stung the cut near his lip. "Who are you?" "Doesn't matter." The boy did not step forward. He stayed in the...

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