The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The fluorescent lights of the Meridian Institute archive hummed with a low, insectile drone that seemed to vibrate directly in Elias Thorne’s molars. He sat across from Dr. Aris Vane, his fingers laced tightly around a cold cup of coffee, watching the older man’s smile fail to reach his eyes. Aris tapped a finger on the contract on the desk between them, a gesture of finality that felt more...

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