The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The fluorescent tube above Dr. Aris’s desk buzzed with a low, sickly hum that seemed to vibrate in the teeth. "Sit down, Elias," Aris said, not looking up from the file. His pen tapped a rhythmic, dry beat against the laminate. *Tap. Tap. Tap.* You sat. The plastic chair was hard and cold against your thighs. You wanted to ask for the transfer to the geriatric unit, the quiet place with the...

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