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The letter is in your hand. It is cold. The paper is thin. It smells of damp earth and old ink. You are in the basement. The walls are brick. The air is still. Who are you? You do not know. Your name is Thomas. You are the inspector. You are the hunter. You have hunted for ten years. You are tired. The letter is from your brother. His name is Edward. He is dead. He has been dead for six years....
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