The Distant Nightmare

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2026-08-19 00:29:41 -

The rain had stopped an hour ago, but the streetlights still hummed their low, electric complaint against the wet asphalt. You stood at the edge of the town square, your coat collar turned up against the chill that had nothing to do with the weather. It was a Tuesday. Or perhaps a Thursday. The days in Millhaven had a way of sliding into one another, a gray slurry of routine that swallowed...

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