The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The bus stopped at the curb. Leo got off. The mist was thick. It clung to his coat. He held the book. It was heavy. Leather bound. Red spine. He had been walking for an hour. His legs ached. The town of Oakhaven was quiet. Too quiet. The streetlamps were off. The fog swallowed the light. He needed to find the house. Number 42. The end of the lane. He saw the porch. It was dark. A single window...

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