The Distant Nightmare

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The bell tolled. It hung in the attic of the crumbling manor, rusted and silent for decades. Now it rang. The sound was not of metal. It was of bone. Margaret sat on the floorboards. Her hands were still. Her mother, Elspeth, stood by the window. The glass was fogged. Elspeth’s face was clear. She looked at Margaret. Her eyes were hollow. Dark pits. "Why does it ring?" Elspeth asked. Margaret...

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