The Faded Apartment

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The fog did not roll in so much as it leaked, seeping through the mortar of the barracks wall with a cold, persistent dampness that smelled of wet wool and old iron. You stood in the center of the room, your hands hanging loose at your sides, feeling the weight of the silence that had settled over the three men gathered before you. Major Halloway stood with his back to the window, the grey...

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