The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

I woke with the taste of rust in my mouth, the metallic tang of old blood and wet iron, and the first thing I knew was that the walls of the Mill were breathing. It was a slow, rhythmic expansion and contraction, a heaving of brick and mortar that should have been impossible, yet I felt it against my cheek as I lay sprawled on the cold floor of the basement. The air was thick, heavy with the...

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