The Faded Portrait

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The crowbar bit into the steel door with a shriek of metal on metal, vibrating up Elias’s forearms and into his teeth, a frequency that felt less like sound and more like a physical blow to the center of his chest. He was forty-two, and his knees ached with a dull, grinding pain that had nothing to do with the cold and everything to do with the fact that he had been walking for six hours in...

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