The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The fog did not roll in so much as it seeped, a cold, grey exhalation that swallowed the edges of the world until only the center remained. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood in the center of a room that should not have existed. It was a place of suspended time, a vast, circular chamber floating in a void of absolute blackness. The air tasted of ozone and old paper, a scent that clung to the back of...

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