The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain fell on the glass. It fell with a rhythm. A slow, wet drumming. Elias sat by the window. He watched the drops. They merged. They split. They ran down the pane in long, shivering lines. Outside, the city blurred. The lights smeared into streaks of amber and blue. The street below was empty. No cars. No people. Just the sound of water. And the hum of the machine behind him. It was a low...

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