The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The brass key was cold in Elias Thorne’s hand, its teeth worn smooth by twenty years of service, a small, solid thing against the vast, humming silence of Warehouse Four. He stood in the doorway, listening. The air inside did not smell of damp wood or stale grain, as it should; it smelled of nothing at all, a vacuum that pressed against his eardrums with a low, persistent thrum. This was the...

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