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... through the room.
The air grew heavier, colder, as if the temperature had suddenly dropped. The shadows in the corners of the room seemed to shift, stretching and twisting unnaturally.
But Grandma Bria, lost in her dreams, remained oblivious.
The rustling grew louder, like whispers skittering across the walls, closing in on her bed.
Suddenly, the chandelier above her bed began to sway gently, the crystals clinking together softly. A small gust of air passed throug ...
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