The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The wall cracked. Not with a sound, but with a silence that split the air. Miles stood in the center of the room. The air was thick. It tasted of copper and old dust. He was a detective. Or he had been. The badge felt heavy on his chest. It pulled at his skin. He could not breathe. The walls were closing in. They were not moving. But they felt closer. "Is it real?" he asked. His voice was a...

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