The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The train shudders to a halt in the gray dawn, and you step onto the platform of St. Jude’s, your boots striking the wet cobblestones with a rhythm that feels less like walking and more like counting. The air is thick with the smell of coal smoke and damp wool, a heavy, industrial perfume that clings to the skin. You are here to investigate a disappearance, a case that has begun to gnaw at the...

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