The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The steam from the ventilation grates in the Ministry of Public Works hissed with a rhythmic, mechanical breath, a sound that had long since become indistinguishable from the pounding of your own heart as you stood before the massive oak doors of the Director’s office, your hands trembling so violently that you could no longer feel the cold iron key in your pocket. You had waited for six hours...

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