You set down the letter and look at the dial on the third mark from the top. The object itself silvery gray and cold, was heavy. It had no particular smell or sheen. You notice a strange static as you look around, holding it in your fist. About the size of a golf ball. You scratch your chin and wonder what the letter could be about. Looking about the apartment, something catches your eye. A small photo book next to the night stand. You reach out to pick it up...
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