The Wistful Cipher

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The audit had been pending for forty-three hours, and I had counted every minute of it in the cold dark of the basement archive, my fingers numb against the brittle edges of the patient files. I was thirty-two, an archivist for St. Jude’s Asylum, and I needed to clear my name before the morning shift, because the institution’s rigid protocol had flagged my file for irregularities that I knew,...

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