The Distant Threshold

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The coal chute screamed. It was a metallic shriek, high-pitched and sharp, tearing through the damp air of the basement as if the building itself were in pain. I gripped the edge of the iron grate, my knuckles white, sweat stinging the cuts in my palms. Above me, the weight of the boiler room pressed down, a physical force that made my ribs ache. "Steady, Thomas," I told myself, though the...

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