The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The hall is vast. The air is thick. You stand in the corner. You are small. The chandelier above is a web of ice. It cuts the dark. You watch the crowd. They move like smoke. They laugh. The sound is muffled. You hold the object in your left hand. It is a stone. No. It is a button. A brass button. It is cold. It is heavy. It is old. It has worn smooth. The edges are gone. It is just a disc now....

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