The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The key was warm. That was the first thing I noticed, the heat radiating through the rusted iron into my palm, humming against the bone. It sat in the center of the table, a jagged thing of black metal that didn’t fit any lock I had ever seen in thirty-two years of life. I looked up. Vance was standing by the window, his back to me, staring out at the grey smear of the Zone. The air in the room...

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