The Distant Nightmare

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a steady, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the Abbey district into slick, black mirrors. You stood at the threshold of the St. Jude’s Convent, your coat heavy with damp, your breath misting in the cold air. Inside, the silence was not empty but thick, a physical weight that pressed against your eardrums. You were the new inspector, a title...

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