The Golden Circuit

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The fire started in the basement, a low, hungry orange glow that bled through the grates of the old stone building and turned the night air thick with the scent of burning cedar and wet ash. You were standing on the precipice of the third floor, your hand resting on the cold iron railing, watching the smoke curl upward like a ghost trying to remember its name. The institution, a sprawling...

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