The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The fog rolled in thick as wool. It swallowed the streetlights first. Then the buildings. Then the sky. Elias Vance stood at the window of his office. He wiped the glass. His breath fogged it again. He was a man made of gray. His suit was gray. His tie was gray. His eyes were the color of old ash. He worked for the Bureau. The Bureau managed the town. The town was Oakhaven. It sat in a valley....

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