The Distant Nightmare

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The train cut through the mist with a rhythmic, mechanical thrum, a sound that felt less like motion and more like a slow, grinding heartbeat, pulling the town of Oakhaven from the grey nothingness of the early morning. Elias Thorne sat in the corner of the carriage, his posture rigid, his eyes fixed on the blur of passing hedgerows. He was a man of forty years, though the weight of his recent...

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