The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The house stands against the sky. It is old. The paint peels. It falls like dead skin. You are here. You have been here for years. Or perhaps only a moment. Time is a lie. The clock on the mantel does not tick. It holds its breath. You look at the walls. They weep. Dark stains bloom. They look like bruises. They look like maps. You trace them with your eye. You do not touch them. You are afraid...

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