The Whispering Machine

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Silas Whitaker stood before the iron gate of Whitaker Manor. The gate had rusted shut, but he pushed it anyway—the hinges screamed like a dying animal. The manor had decayed rapidly during his seven years at Yale. White column paint peeled away to reveal blackened wood beneath. Windows were shattered, blind as dead eyes. The lawn had grown to knee height, harboring snakes and spiders. But what...

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