The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

"You’re done, Thorne. Pack your things." The words hung in the damp air of the guardhouse, heavy as wet wool. I looked at Captain Halloway, who stood with his back to the door, his silhouette framed by the grey morning light filtering through the grimy window. He did not turn around. He was busy signing a form, the scratch of his pen the only sound in the room besides the tick of the clock and...

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