The Distant Promise

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Thorne. The name cut through the dark like a wire. Elias woke with a gasp, his lungs burning as if he had swallowed coal. The room was silent, save for the low, electric hum of the server bank in the adjacent office. He sat up. The sheets were damp. On the desk, under the harsh white glare of the single desk lamp, sat a small glass vial. It contained a liquid that looked like black bile, thick...

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