The Pale Protocol
The letter was found in the pocket of a coat that had hung on the hook for three days. It was written by Thomas. It was addressed to Elias. The ink was blue, faded at the edges where the paper had sweated. The envelope was soft, worn thin by the thumb of its writer. Inside, the words were simple. They were cold. They were final. Thomas had not been seen since Tuesday. The house was silent. The...
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