The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The fog did not merely sit upon the grounds of the Whitmore Institute; it invaded them, a viscous, grey miasma that seeped through the brickwork and pooled in the lower corridors like a stagnant, breathing sea. You wake in the middle of the night, not to a sound, but to a pressure, a physical weight pressing against your temples, as if the air itself has solidified into a leaden helmet. You are...

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