The Distant Threshold

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The clock on the wall of the regional archive did not tick so much as it exhaled, a slow, rhythmic sigh that seemed to sync with the heavy, humid air of the basement. You sat in the dim light, the blue glow of the monitor casting long, distorted shadows across your hands, which were folded neatly in your lap. On the desk before you lay the object that had started everything. It was not a...

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