The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The office was white. Sterile. Cold. Eleanor sat at her desk. She looked at her hands. They were shaking. Not much. Just a tremor. A small bird trapped in the skin. She looked at the clock. It was 4:58 PM. Two minutes left. She held the object. It was a vial. Glass. Blue liquid inside. It pulsed. Slowly. Like a heartbeat. Her own heart. Or someone else’s. She did not know. She had forgotten....

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