The Faded Photograph

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The chandeliers in the Grand Hall of the Whitmore Institute hummed. It was a low, electric vibration that settled in the teeth. They held the room in a web of crystal and light. Professor Elias Thorne stood at the center of the web. He was a small man. His suit was cut sharp. It was black. It absorbed the light. Around him, the faculty moved in slow orbits. They were bright. They were loud....

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