The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The bell rang. It was a sharp, metallic sound. It cut the air. "Are you there, Thomas?" A voice. Rough. Tired. Thomas did not move. He sat in the dark. The room was cold. Steam rose from the pipes. It curled like smoke. "I am here," Thomas said. His voice was quiet. He cleared his throat. "Open the door." Thomas stood up. His knees cracked. He walked to the door. The wood was old. The paint was...

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