The Distant Whispers

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The champagne in the crystal flute was cold, but the air in the Halloway Sanatorium’s main hall was thick with the scent of lilies and something else, something sweet and cloying that clung to the back of the throat like varnish. You stood near the pillar, watching the staff move in their crisp white uniforms, the senior auditors in their dark suits, the head nurses with their practiced smiles,...

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