The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The phone rang at 3:14 AM. It did not buzz. It screamed. A jagged, electric shriek that cut through the silence of the apartment like a wire through wet paper. Elias Vance sat up. The sheets twisted around his legs, cold and heavy. He did not reach for the phone. He knew the sound. He had heard it before, in the dreams, in the static between radio stations. It was the voice of the Institution....

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