The Distant Nightmare

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Chapter One Every man knows the weight of his own silence before the noise takes it from him. I knew it standing in the break room of the night warehouse, the linoleum peeling under my boots, the air thick with the damp rot of the wet season that had refused to end for three months. The lamp above the table flickered, casting a sickly yellow glow that made the dust motes look like suspended...

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