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“I want," she whispered, her voice unnervingly low, almost hollow. A chill snaked down my spine, the same sensation that haunted my dreams. Dreams where shadows murmured secrets in voices I didn't recognize, always just before I woke gasping in the dark. The room shifted, almost imperceptibly, as though the air itself was holding its breath.” — Natalie G. Bergman
I want," she whispered, her voice unnervingly low, almost
hollow. A chill snaked down my spine, the same sensation that
haunted my dreams. Dreams where shadows murmured secrets in
voices I didn't recognize, always just before I woke gasping in the
dark.
The room shifted, almost imperceptibly, as though the air itself
was holding its breath.