The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

Elias Thorne pressed the laser level against the damp plaster of the east wall, the red dot trembling slightly as he adjusted the tripod. The beam cut through the dust motes, a thin, unwavering line that seemed too precise for the rotting wood behind it. He was forty-two, a structural engineer who believed that if a building moved, it was because he had not yet calculated the load correctly. He...

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