The Faded Photograph

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The town of Oakhaven slept under a heavy, gray blanket of mist. It was a place of stone and silence, where the clock tower marked the hours with a dull, wooden thud that seemed to echo in the marrow of the bones. Elias Thorne stood before the window of his small office. The glass was cold against his forehead. He watched the fog roll over the cobblestones. It erased the world. It made...

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