The Distant Machine
The letter is dated the third day of the month, in the year of our Lord 1892, and it is written on paper that has turned the color of dried blood. You are the one holding it now, the one whose hands shake as you unfold the brittle sheet in the cold air of the tower room. You are the investigator, the man who was sent to find the truth about the missing girl, but the truth, as you will soon...
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