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Calarogu Shark Media.
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Hello and welcome to Romance Weekly. This episode is titled
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Whispers in the Dark, Part two, The Visitation.
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I should have left Blackwood Estate that first day, any
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rational person would have. But there's something about this house,
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about him that keeps me here, like a moth drawn
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to a flame, knowing the danger but unable to resist
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the light. It's been a week since I discovered Alexander's
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portrait and saw his ghost in that hidden room, a
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week of restless days and extraordinary nights. That first night
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in his bed changed everything. I'd fallen asleep, half expecting,
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half hoping to dream of him again. What happened was
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so much more. In the dream, I found myself in
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the same bedroom, but transformed as it had been before,
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warm lived in with firelight dancing on the walls. I
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was wearing that same silk nightgown, my hair loose around
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my shoulders. Alexander was waiting. He stood by the fireplace,
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one hand resting on the mantle, watching me with those
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intense eyes that seemed to shift between gray and blue.
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You came back, he said, his voice both pleased and surprised.
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I'm curious, I admitted about you about this house, About
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why I'm dreaming of a man who died a hundred
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years ago. He moved toward me with that fluid grace.
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I was beginning to recognize. Are you certain this as
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a dream? Elise? Before I could answer, he reached for
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my hand. When our skin touched, it was like electricity
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arking between us. His fingers were cool at first, then
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warmed rapidly against mine. I gasped at the sensation. Does
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that feel like a dream, he murmured, his thumb tracing
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circles on my palm. I couldn't speak. Every nerve ending
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in my body seemed to be focused on that single
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point of contact. He stepped closer, his free hand coming
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up to brush my hair back from my face. I've
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been alone in this house for so long, he said, quietly,
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watching people come and go, caretakers, the occasional relative checking
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on their inheritance. No one stayed, No one could see
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me until you Why me? I managed to ask. His
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smile was both tender and predatory. I don't know yet,
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but I intend to find out. He leaned down, and
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when his lips met mine, it was like being consumed
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by fire. I felt it everywhere a rush of heat
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that made me dizzy. His arms encircled me, pulling me
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against him until I could feel every hard plane of
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his body. I wound my arms around his neck, surrendering
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to the kiss, to the impossible reality of it. When
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he finally pulled away, we were both breathing hard. Tell
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me this isn't real, he challenged, his voice rough. I couldn't.
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Everything in me recognized the truth that whatever was happening
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transcended ordinary dreams, that Alexander Blackwood was more than a ghost,
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more than a figment of my imagination. He led me
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to the bed, and what followed was the most intense
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experience of my life. His touch was everywhere, alternating between
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gentle and demanding. He knew exactly how to make me gasp,
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how to make me plead, and when finally we joined,
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it was as if some circuit had been completed between us,
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past and present, life and death, reality and dream, all
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fusing into one overwhelming sensation. Afterward, as I lay in
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his arms, watching the firelight play across the ceiling, he
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told me about the house, how it had been in
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his family for generations, how he had modernized it after
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returning from the war, He spoke of his time in Europe,
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the horrors he'd witnessed, the relief of coming home to
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this quiet place by the sea. I had plans, he said,
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his fingers tracing patterns on my bare shoulder. I was
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going to transform this property, make it a place of
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beauty and peace after all that ugliness. What happened? I asked,
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His expression darkened. I'm not entirely sure. My memories of
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my final days are fragmented. I know there was danger.
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I know I tried to protect something important, and then nothing,
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just darkness until I became aware again, trapped in this house,
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watching the world move on without me. I wanted to
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ask more, but dawn was approaching. I could feel it
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tugging at the edges of our shared reality. You're leaving,
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he said, not a question, but a statement of fact.
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I'll come back, I promised, and as the dream faded
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around me, the last thing I saw was his face,
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hopeful and haunted in equal measure. I woke that morning
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to find the sheets tangled around my body, my skin hypersensitive,
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my muscles pleasantly saw as if as if what had
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happened in the dream had physically affected me, And there
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on my shoulder was a mark, a small bruise where
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Alexander's fingers had gripped me in the height of passion.
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Physical evidence of an encounter that should have been impossible.
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That was a week ago. Every night since I've returned
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to Alexander's bed, to his arms, each encounter more intense
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than the last, each morning bringing more evidence that what's
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happening transcends normal dreams. A pattern of fingerprints on my hip,
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the taste of him lingering on my lips once, a
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streak of coal dust on my back from where he'd
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pressed me against the fireplace in our urgency. During the
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days I've thrown myself into researching Alexander and the history
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of Blackwood Estate, I found the local Historical Society, a
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small operation run out of what used to be the
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town hall. The curator there, a woman named Martha Hodges
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in her seventies, was initially delighted to help until I
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mentioned the name Blackwood. What's your interest in that family?
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She asked, her, earlier warmth evaporating. I gave her a
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simplified version of the truth that I'd inherited the estate
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and was curious about its history. She studied me for
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a long moment before sighing, well, I suppose you have
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a right to know, Being the new owner and all.
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She disappeared into a back room and returned with a
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box of files. These are newspaper clippings, correspondents, and other
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documents related to the Blackwoods, not much from recent decades.
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The family died out, as I'm sure you know, I
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spent hours going through those files, piecing together the history
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of the family. The Blackwoods had indeed been shipbuilders, originally
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becoming wealthy during the Hayden Day of Maine's maritime industry.
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Alexander's grandfather had expanded into lumber and real estate. His
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father had been something of a black sheep, spending more
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time in Europe than at home, depleting much of the
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family fortune. Alexander himself appeared to have been well respected,
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a war hero who returned home to restore the family
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name and businesses. There were several articles about his philanthropic efforts,
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his plans to develop parts of his land into public gardens.
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He was described as private but generous, a true gentleman
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of refined taste, and in one Society column, one of
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the most eligible bachelors on the coast, despite his mysterious air,
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and then abruptly his obituary from November nineteen twenty, just
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as I'd seen before, It stated only that he had
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passed unexpectedly at his home. No details, no cause of death.
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I asked Martha about it directly. The newspaper doesn't say
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how he died. Was there an accident? She glanced around,
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as if checking whether anyone could overhear, though we were
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alone in the small museum. There's always been talk, she said, quietly,
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nothing official, mind you, But stories get passed down. What
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kind of stories? I pressed? Some say it was suicide,
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that the war affected him more than people knew. Others
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whisper about foul play. He'd made enemies in business, apparently.
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And then there are the other stories, other stories, Martha
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looked uncomfortable, local legends, superstitions. Some folks claimed he dabbled
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in things he shouldn't have, old knowledge, the kind seafaring
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men sometimes brought back from distant ports. You mean like
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a cult practices, I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
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I wouldn't know about such things, she said, primly, But
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there were rumors, strange lights at the estate, Visitors who
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arrived after dark and left before dawn. Items ordered from
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foreign countries, artifacts, books in languages no one recognized. She
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leaned closer, and after he died, people reported seeing him
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or someone who looked like him, walking the grounds of
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the estate. The property stood empty for years because no
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one would buy it. My heart was racing. Do you
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believe those stories? Martha straightened up. It doesn't matter what
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I believe, but I will say this. That house has
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never been good for anyone who lived in it, not
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since Alexander Blackwood's time. She began packing away the files
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with trembling hands. If I were you, my dear, I'd
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sell it, take the money, and go somewhere sunny, somewhere new.
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I thanked her for her help and left my mind
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whirling outside. The day had turned gray and threatening, heavy
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clouds hanging low over the harbor. It matched my mood perfectly.
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I drove back to the estate, slowly processing what I'd learned.
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By the time I turned onto the private road leading
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to the house, rain was falling in sheets. The mansion
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loomed ahead, dark against the stormy sky. For the first
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time since arriving, I felt a flicker of fear, not
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of Alexander. Never of him, but of what might have
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happened in this house, of what might still be here,
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lingering in the shadows. I parked and made a dash
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for the front door, fumbling with my keys as rain
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soaked through my jacket. Once inside, I stood dripping in
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the foyer, listening to the silence of the house. It
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felt different, now, watchful, almost as if the walls themselves
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were aware of my new knowledge. Alexander, I called out,
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my voice, echoing in the empty space, Are you here?
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No answer came. I'd never been able to summon him
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during waking hours. Our encounters remained confined to that dream
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world we shared at night, But sometimes I felt his presence,
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a subtle shift in the air that told me I
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wasn't alone. Not today, the house felt empty, abandoned even
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by its ghost. I spent the afternoon in the library,
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going through more of the books and papers there, searching
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for any clue about Alexander's dabbling in the occult. I
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found nothing explicit, though several volumes on ancient mythology and
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esoteric philosophy suggested his interests may have extended beyond the conventional.
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As evening approached, I built a fire in the library fireplace,
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and sat watching the flames, a glass of wine in hand.
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The storm had intensified, wind howling around the eaves of
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the house, rain lashing against the windows. It was the
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kind of night where the barrier between worlds felt thin, permeable.
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I must have dozed off, because I jerked awake to
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find the fire burned down to embers and my wineglass empty.
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The storm had passed, leaving an eerie silence in its wake.
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Something had awakened me, a sound, a presence. I turned
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toward the library door and saw a woman standing there, elderly,
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dressed in clothing that might have been fashionable fifty years ago.
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Her face was lined, but still handsome, her white hair
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pulled back in a severe bun. You need to leave
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this house, she said, without preamble, before it's too late.
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I stood, my heart pounding. Who are you? How did
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you get in here? She ignored my questions. He'll destroy you,
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just as he was destroyed. It's what it wants, what
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it's always wanted. What who wants? Are you talking about, Alexander?
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A look of pity crossed her face. Alexander was a victim,
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just as you'll be if you stay. He doesn't mean
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to harm you, he never did, but he's bound to
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this place, to its hunger. I don't understand, I said,
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taking a step toward her. Please explain what you mean,
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but she backed away. I've said too much already. It
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knows I'm here. She glanced around, fearfully. Find his journal,
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the hidden one that will tell you what you need
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to know. Before I could stop her, she turned and
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hurried down the hallway toward the front door. I ran
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after her, calling for her to wait, But by the
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time I reached the foyer, the front door was standing open,
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cold night air rushing in, and the woman was gone.
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I stepped onto the porch, looking out into the darkness.
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The driveway was empty, no car, no footprints in the
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mud that might indicate which way she'd gone. It was
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as if she'd vanished into thin air. I closed and
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locked the door, then leaned against it, trying to calm
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my racing heart. Who was she, how had she gotten
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into the house, and what did she mean about Alexander
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being bound to this place? Find his journal, she'd said,
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the hidden one. I spent the next few hours searching
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the house, focusing on the master bedroom and the library,
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places where Alexander might have kept personal papers, I found
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nothing that resembled a journal. Exhausted and frustrated, I finally
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returned to the master bedroom well after midnight. Despite the
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strange warning, I couldn't bring myself to sleep anywhere else,
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not when sleeping in his bed was my only way
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to connect with Alexander to ask him about the woman's
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cryptic words. I changed into my nightgown and slipped between
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the sheets, hoping that tonight, like every night since my arrival,
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I would find myself in that transformed version of this room,
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with Alexander waiting for me. But sleep was elusive. I
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tossed and turned, my racing with questions. Who was that woman?
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What did she know about Alexander's death? What was the
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it she claimed wanted to destroy me? Just as I
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was finally drifting off, a loud crash from downstairs jerked
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me back to full wakefulness. I sat up, listening intently.
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It had sounded like breaking glass. Alexander, I called softly,
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though I knew he couldn't manifest physically in the real world.
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Silence answered me. Then another crash, this one closer, perhaps
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on the stairs. Someone was in the house. I slipped
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out of bed and grabbed the fireplace poker I'd brought
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upstairs earlier. My phone was on the nightstand. I could
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call for help, but the nearest police station was twenty
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minutes away. I would be on my own until they arrived.
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The floorboards in the hallway creaked slow, deliberate footsteps approaching
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the bedroom door. I raised the poker, my hands shaking.
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The doorknob turned slowly. The door began to open, and
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then suddenly the temperature in the room plummeted. My breath