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It began with a knock.
 
No footsteps. No voice. Just a soft, slow knock at his window...
 
Zayan opened it. Nothing was there.
 
But something entered.
 
A voice started following him - singing, haunting, beautiful. Then the girl came. She smiled like she knew him. She never blinked. She never spoke.
 
And when he looked away for just one second...
 
**She disappeared.**
 
But the hour he lost never came back.
 
Now, shadows whisper. Mirrors feel wrong. His prayers don't bring peace anymore.
 
Something is watching. Something is smiling.
 
And it only comes for those..
"who open the window."Alle rechten voorbehouden

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