The Wistful Cipher

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14 October, 3:14 AM. The orchid was dying again, its petals curling into a dry, brown fist against the glass of the vase. Elias Thorne woke with the scent of rotting starch in his nose, a phantom smell that clung to the sheets long after the dream had dissolved. He lay still for a moment, listening to the rain lash against the windowpane of his university office, before the knock came. It was...

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