The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The morning light fell upon the sterile white of the communal hall in the village of Oakhaven not as a blessing, but as an accusatory spotlight, illuminating the dust motes that danced in the stagnant air with the frantic, invisible energy of trapped souls, and it was in this specific, suffocating clarity that Margaret Holloway sat with her hands folded tightly in her lap, her knuckles white,...

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