The Silent Days

The Silent Days

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 24, 2018
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Horror
I CAN HEAR YOU. The paper fluttered to the floor. Seized by panic, Nora looked around her. No one had noticed, no one cared. The words stared at her from where they lay on the tile. I CAN HEAR YOU. Was it him? The man on the train this morning, the way he looked at her. It was almost as if he knew her. Almost as if he knew her thoughts. That was impossible. No one had heard, no one, for a hundred years.
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