The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The blood was warm. It smeared across the glass of the hospital window, a dark, viscous ribbon against the gray November sky. Elias pressed his thumb against the stain. It did not wipe away. It settled. He was not a doctor. He was not even a patient, strictly speaking. He was the anomaly. The thing that lived in the walls of St. Jude’s, the old stone manor turned care facility on the edge of...

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