The Wistful Dinner

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The siren did not wail; it hummed, a low, tectonic vibration that rattled the fillings in Elias Thorne’s teeth and turned the air inside the farmhouse into something thick and metallic. He stood by the window, watching the sky bruise purple over the tree line, his hand resting on the back of a wooden chair as if steadying himself against a shifting deck. The object in his other hand was small,...

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