The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The intake form lay on the stainless steel table, its ink still wet and smelling faintly of the cheap chemical toner used in the asylum’s administration office. Elias Thorne, forty years old and an architect of some modest renown before the breakdown, stared at the signature line where his own name had been scrawled in a hand that did not feel entirely his own. The paper was cold, a sterile...

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