The Distant Nightmare

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The fog was thick enough to chew on. "Thorne," Miller said, his voice flat and hard as a brick. "You’re late." Elias did not answer. He kept his eyes on the dashboard, watching the needle of the speedometer climb. The town of Oakhaven emerged from the white nothingness in pieces first, the rusted bell tower of the old church, then the jagged roofline of the sheriff’s office. The mist here was...

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