The Faded Frontier

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"You’ve got to pull the plug, Arthur," said the voice from the hallway, thin and reedy, like wind whistling through a cracked windowpane. "The house is bleeding. Can’t you smell it? It’s copper and rot. We have to stop it before the foundation gives way." I stood in the center of the living room, my shoes sinking into the plush, dark carpet that had begun to sweat a fine, viscous liquid. The...

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