The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of Oakhaven into slick, treacherous mirrors. You stood before the heavy oak door of Silas Vane’s estate, your hands trembling not from the cold, but from the weight of the iron key in your pocket. You were fifty-two years old, a retired archivist with a pension that hung by a thread, and you needed...

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