The Distant Whispers

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You were scrubbing the grime from the brass doorknob when the whisper started, a thin, rhythmic hum that seemed to vibrate in the teeth rather than the ears. It was the sound of a kettle boiling on a low flame, or perhaps the settling of old floorboards, but it had a texture to it, a wet, frictional quality that made the hair on your forearms stand up. Thomas Vane, thirty-four years old and a...

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