The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The bone snapped. It did not break with a sound. It broke with a silence that was louder than the scream. Captain Elias Thorne stared at the hand. It was his hand. The fingers were bent at angles that hands should not hold. The knuckles were white. The skin was gray. It was in the Archive. The air smelled of wet stone and old blood. The walls wept. Not water. Something thicker. Something black...

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