The Distant Whispers

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The train shudders into the station, a heavy beast of iron and steam. You step onto the platform. The air is thick with coal dust and the smell of wet wool. It is London, late autumn, the year 1924. You are Sergeant Elias Thorne. You are tired. Your bones ache with the damp chill that seeps through your uniform. You are not a hero. You are a function. A cog. The Ministry needs you to find the...

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