The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The glass in the seal was cold, a pale, milky thing that sat on the desk like a frozen eye. It did not reflect the room; it reflected the man who held it, but the reflection was wrong. It was older, thinner, the skin hanging loose on the bone as if the flesh had forgotten how to adhere. Elias Thorne woke with a gasp, the sheets tangled around his legs, the taste of copper in his mouth. He was...

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