The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The champagne was warm, which was a shame, because the air in the basement was cold enough to make your teeth ache, a sharp, metallic cold that seeped through the soles of my shoes and settled in the marrow. We were all there, the staff and the few guests who had not fled to the upper floors when the power died, sitting on overturned crates and folding chairs, eating cold roast beef and...

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