Chapter 32 The Ghosts of the Living

At first, there were faint signs.

Barely noticeable.

Almost ignorable.

A flicker in a mirror…

A moment where her reflection seemed too still.

An echo in a hallway where no footsteps followed.

Shadows misbehaving.

Not moving. Not lurking.

Watching.

But Alya knew better.

Blackridge had taught h...

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