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The Tangled Web
The precinct is a buzz of activity, but not for her. Bachman sits in her basement office, the fluorescent light humming. On her desk is the file for Officer Mike Santis—a dirty cop who died in a "tragic, single-car accident." She was building an I.A. case against him, and now he's just... gone. The case is closed. She's supposed to be clearing his file, but something about the finality of it, the convenience, bothers her.
The Svengali
The applause for Dr. Thorne's latest online seminar, "Unleash Your True Potential," is deafening. Another thousand souls, hungry for direction. He gazes at the chat logs, noting the rising anxieties, the unspoken desperation. The world is a vast ocean of lost souls, ripe for shaping. The news ticker below his streaming window flashes: "Local man arrested for arson at city hall; claims 'voices told him to cleanse the corruption.'" A small smile plays on Thorne's lips. That man was one of his earliest projects. The kindling was so dry.
The Anatomist
The London fog is a comforting shroud tonight, muffling the cries of hawkers and the clatter of carriage wheels. Below, the gaslights barely pierce the gloom, casting long, dancing shadows that serve only to confuse the unwary. My fellow 'gentlemen of science' cling to their archaic textbooks, while I pursue true knowledge. The latest specimen, a young woman with an intriguing spinal curvature, has just been acquired. Her stillness is... enlightening.
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