The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The door clicked shut. The lock turned. A soft, final sound. I stood in the hall. The carpet was red. Deep, blood-red. It smelled of dust and old paper. I held my briefcase. My hands shook. I let go. The case fell. It hit the floor with a dull thud. I did not pick it up. I walked forward. The room was large. Vaulted ceilings. Shadows pooled in the corners. The air was cold. It bit my face. It...

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