The Distant Summer

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Act I The cold in the cellar of the old estate was not a temperature but a weight, a physical pressure that settled on Zhen Chen’s shoulders like wet wool. He was thirty-four, a border patrol officer with twelve years of service and a pension that depended on proving the haunting of this place was merely mechanical, a fault in the pipes rather than a spirit. The estate belonged to Colonel Wang,...

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