The Faded Frequency

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The smoke did not smell like wood or coal, but of burnt hair and wet wool. It hung low in the cellar of the Holloway house, a grey fog that swallowed the floorboards and the legs of the old oak table where you sat. You were a man of the law, a constable in the service of the county, and you had come to this place not to save it, but to secure it. The fire had started an hour ago, a slow, hungry...

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