The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter is in your hand. The ink is dry. The date is three weeks past. You read it again, not for the words, but for the weight of the paper. It is thin. It is cheap. It smells of damp wool and old tobacco. You are in the office. The room is small. The walls are painted a sickly green. The light from the window is gray. It is November. The city outside is loud. Steam rises from the grates....

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