The whisper in the gloom

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In the quiet night, a whisper, footsteps with no one behind them, a creaking door that groans without a breeze, a cold that numbs the soul The shadow lengthens on the wall, an echo repeats my name, and I know I'm not alone, no, something is staring at me from the corner.

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