The Faded Apartment

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The glue had been drying for three hours, a brittle, amber film that Elias Whitmore pressed with his thumbnail until the porcelain cracked again. He counted the shards. Fourteen. He had counted them a dozen times before, and the number had not changed, nor had the silence in the apartment, which pressed against his eardrums like deep water. The doll was a thing of white bone and painted eyes, a...

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