The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The dream was always the same: a bridge of pale, translucent bone spanning a chasm so deep the bottom was lost in white fog, and Elias Thorne, thirty-four years old and actuary at a firm in Chicago, standing on the edge with his hands shaking, feeling the wood beneath his feet give way not to rot, but to a sudden, cold indifference. He woke on a Tuesday morning, the rain hammering against the...

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