The Distant Nightmare

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The lift cage shudders, a violent convulsion of rusted iron that snaps the silence of the shaft. You are Elias Thorne. You are forty-two years old, and your lungs are already dead. The air in the mine is thick, not just with coal dust, but with a heavy, humid spore that tastes of wet earth and old blood. You want to survive this winter shift. You need the money. Your mother’s debts are a noose...

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