The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

Thorne. The name hung in the air of the glass-walled office, called out by the silence itself, a summons that required no voice to be heard. Elias Thorne sat at his desk, the leather chair creaking under the weight of his forty-two years, and watched his breath fog in the stagnant air. The temperature in the room had dropped to freezing, a persistent supernatural chill that gnawed at his bones...

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