The Hollow Man
The first-class compartment of the train felt like any other, with worn chairs and little illumination, but the affluen…
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The first-class compartment of the train felt like any other, with worn chairs and little illumination, but the affluen…
The Midnight Train buzzed through the gloomy terrain, a nearly quiet predator tearing through fog and shadow. Its myste…
The wind howled through the empty streets, whipping against the tattered coat of a man huddled against the cold. His na…