The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The pen in Elias Thorne’s hand was a cheap ballpoint, the kind issued in bulk from the firm’s stationery cupboard, and it felt alien against his skin. He stared at the actuarial table on the desk, the numbers blurring into a grey smear, while the low-frequency hum in the wall behind him grew louder, a vibration that seemed to start in his molars and rattle his spine. "You’re looking at the old...

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