The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The house breathed. That was the first thing I noticed, long before the rot set in, long before the neighbors whispered. It was a rhythmic, wet inhalation that pulled at the floorboards of the attic, a suction that seemed to draw the air out of my lungs and replace it with something colder, older. I sat on the edge of my bed, the sheets tangled around my ankles, listening to the groan of the...

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