The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain hit the tin roof like a thousand tiny fists. It was a steady, gray drumming that seemed to vibrate in the teeth of anyone who stood beneath it. Elias Thorne wiped the glass of the front door. He looked out at the street where the puddles reflected the flickering neon of the pharmacy across the way. The light was red, sickly, pulsing like a bad heart. "You’re late," said the voice from...

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