The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The silver locket sat in Elias Thorne’s palm, its glass face shattered, the metal cool and dead against his skin. He held it up to the fluorescent light of Cell Block D, the hum of the ventilation system a low, constant drone that seemed to vibrate in his teeth. For twenty years, Elias had cataloged the dead, their effects stripped and bagged with the mechanical precision of a man who had...

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