The Distant Nightmare

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The house stood on the hill like a broken tooth, white and jagged against the gray sky. It was a Victorian monstrosity, all of them, the ones in this valley of wet pines and cold mud. But this one, the Blackwood estate, had a mouth. A grand arched window on the second floor, wide and black, that seemed to swallow the light. Elias Thorne stood in the driveway, his coat damp with the morning...

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