The Distant Threshold

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The page was pinned to her chest with a single rusted nail, the paper trembling slightly in the draft that came through the window, though the room was locked from the inside. I stood over Sarah, my hands shaking so violently I could not steady the flashlight, the beam cutting through the dust motes that hung in the air like suspended ash. The smell of iron was thick, cloying, sitting heavy on...

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