The Distant Nightmare

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Chapter One Eugene Hutchins, fifty-two, had not slept in three days because his memory had begun to leak like water through a cracked foundation. He sat in his office at the university, the air heavy with damp paper and stale tea, staring at the manuscript that sat open on his desk. The pages were shifting. Not moving, exactly, but rearranging themselves when he blinked, the ink sliding into...

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