The Distant Promise

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2026-08-20 05:31:36 -

The brass badge on my chest felt like a brand of molten lead, searing through the wool of my uniform against the cold November air that howled through the corridors of the Blackwood Insane Asylum. I stood before the heavy oak door of Ward C, the one reserved for the patients who had lost not just their minds, but their names, and I heard the scratching. It was a rhythmic, wet sound, like a...

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