The Distant Summer

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The rain hammered the corrugated tin roof of the staging area. It was a rhythmic, violent drumming. Elias Vance did not hear it. He heard only the wet snap of a bone. He heard the gurgle of blood in a throat that was not his. His hands were slick. Not with rain. With something thicker. Darker. He stood in the center of the concrete slab, breathing hard. His chest heaved like a bellows. The air...

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