The Golden Quest
The banquet hall of St. Jude’s Hospital smelled of roasted goose and the sharp, metallic tang of the new resonance chamber that had been installed in the basement laboratory just three weeks prior, a machine that hummed with a low, persistent vibration which Dr. Arthur Vane felt not in his ears but in the marrow of his spine, a frequency that seemed to mimic the erratic, stuttering pulse of his...
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