The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The air in the Bureau of Anomalous Records did not smell of dust or decay, as one might expect in a building that had stood silent for three centuries, but rather of ozone and the metallic tang of old blood, a scent that clung to the back of the throat like a persistent lie. Margaret Holloway stood before the mahogany desk of the Chief Investigator, her fingers tracing the grain of the wood...

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