The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

You wake in the grey light of the dormitory, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and old paper. It is not morning, yet it feels like the end of the world. You are Margaret. You are the investigator. You have been here for three days, or perhaps three months. Time has lost its shape, curdling into a thick, silent paste. The room is a cell, a box of concrete and wire, where the walls...

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