The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

Thorne, you are late. The voice cut through the hum of the ventilation fans, sharp and final, snapping my attention back from the window where the London fog was pressing against the glass like a damp, grey hand. I looked up from my desk, where a stack of personnel files lay unsorted, their edges frayed from the weight of bureaucratic neglect. Director Halloway stood at the head of the long...

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