The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the grounds of the sprawling, decaying estate into a swamp of mud and memory, and standing in the center of the grand, echoing hall, with his hands still raw and bleeding from the fence posts he had been forced to repair, Elias Thorne felt the weight of the institution pressing down on his shoulders like a physical...

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