The Distant Nightmare

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The champagne flute in Sergeant Elias Thorne’s hand trembled, not from the cold of the ice bucket but from the sudden, jagged spike of sound that tore through the chandelier’s hum, a frequency so low it felt less like noise and more like a pressure building behind his teeth, and he pressed his knuckles white against the glass as the Whisper grew louder, a static hiss that smelled of wet wool...

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