The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

October 12, 1998 Dear Mother, The room is white. The walls, the bed, the table, the chair. It is a white that hums. I am wearing the uniform. It is stiff. It smells of bleach and old iron. I do not like it. It feels like a shroud. Father gave me the locket. It is silver. It is cold. I keep it in my pocket. It is the only thing that is mine. It is the only thing that is warm. Headmaster Ashworth...

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