The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The boiler room smelled of wet coal and old rust, a scent that had seeped into the fibers of your wool coat so thoroughly that it was now indistinguishable from your skin. You sat on a overturned crate in the corner, the concrete floor cold through your trousers, while the great iron lung of the facility breathed around you. The rhythmic clank of the steam pipes was the only sound that...

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