The Distant Temple

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The alarm does not ring. It screams. You are in the faculty lounge. Coffee. Cold. The smell of burnt grounds and fear. You are Dr. Arthur Penhaligon. You are holding the book. The leather cover is warm against your palms. It is the only warm thing in the world. The fire is in the west wing. Smoke pours from the hallway like a black river. People run. They are not running from the smoke. They...

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