The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The static was not a sound but a pressure, a low-frequency thrum that lived in the fillings of your teeth and the marrow of your bones, a constant, irritating hum that seemed to emanate from the very drywall of the Sterling & Associates tower. You, Elias Thorne, forty-two years old and possessed of a spine that had begun to curve like a question mark under the weight of too many years in the...

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