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The coffee cup was blue on Monday. It was red on Thursday. Ray didn't think anything of it until...
The All-Night Inheritance
The All-Night Inheritance
Act I
The conservatory smelled of orchids and death, which is to say it...
The Midnight Witness
The Midnight Witness
Act I
Jack Murdoch pulled his collar up against the rain and looked up at...
The Black Ledge
I.
The machine took Tommy's arm at the shoulder. One moment he was feeding cotton into the maw of...
The Fractured Citadel
James Whitfield had never lost a prediction.
Not once in seven years, not in the three hundred...