The Distant Nightmare

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The iron clamps bit into her wrists. They were cold, unyielding, and ancient. Margaret Holloway sat in the center of the circular room, the stone floor damp beneath her bare feet. Around her, the air hummed with a low, resonant frequency. It was not sound, exactly. It was pressure. A weight that pressed against the inside of her skull, forcing her thoughts into a narrow, straight line. She...

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