The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The train had already left the platform when I realized I had forgotten the satchel. It sat on the bench, a heavy, leather-bound thing filled not with clothes, but with vials. I did not chase it. I watched the tail lights dissolve into the grey mist that clung to the valley floor, a thick, damp fog that smelled of wet wool and iron. I was not a man who chased trains. I was a man who measured...

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