The Faded Road
The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended gray curtain that turned the streetlights into bleeding halos, and inside the cramped, windowless office of the Department of Anomalous Behavior, Detective Elias Thorne sat with his hands wrapped around a mug of coffee that had gone cold an hour ago, staring at the blueprint of the house he had been assigned to investigate, a...
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