The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The glass was cold. It sat on the table. A simple tumbler. Clear. Empty. Margaret stared at it. Her hands shook. She did not pick it up. She could not. The room was small. The walls were white. The air was still. There was no sound. Only the hum of the fridge. A low, steady drone. It filled the silence. It filled her head. She looked at the door. It was closed. Locked. From the outside. She...

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