The Distant Threshold

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The rain hits the window. It sounds like static. You sit in the dark. The office is cold. Your breath fogs. You are not alone. You know this. You feel it. The air is thick. It presses against your skin. It tastes of iron. Of old blood. You are a detective. You investigate. But tonight, the case is you. The phone rings. It shakes the desk. You let it ring. You count the seconds. One. Two. Three....

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