The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain had been falling on the roof of the bunker for three days, a steady, rhythmic drumming that drowned out the distant thunder of the artillery and the even more distant memory of the world above. Sergeant Elias Thorne sat in the corner of the cramped, damp room, his back pressed against the cold stone, his knees drawn up to his chest. He was not thinking of the enemy, nor of the orders...

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