The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter arrived on a Tuesday, the day the fog had begun to settle over the valley like a heavy, grey shroud that refused to lift. Arthur Penhaligon, the town’s sole physician and an amateur historian of obscure local folklore, sat at his desk in the upper room of the clinic, staring at the envelope. It was thick, cream-colored, and smelled faintly of sulfur and old paper, a scent that...

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