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Julian felt a cold prickle at the base of his neck. He zoomed in. In the gap of the doorway, he could just make out the pale edge of a hand gripping the wood. It was thin, with elongated fingers that looked more like wax than flesh.

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But that night, he dreamt of the hallway. He could smell the dust and the faint, sweet scent of rotting apples. He heard the floorboards groan under a weight that wasn't his own. When he woke up, drenched in sweat, he reached for his phone. Julian felt a cold prickle at the base of his neck

He didn't need to open it to know what it showed. He could feel the cold breath on his ear and the waxen fingers brushing against his shoulder. He realized then that the file wasn't just an image; it was a placeholder. And now that it had a name, it was finally ready to move in. It was thin, with elongated fingers that looked

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