The Distant Threshold

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The fever took the house first. It didn’t come with a bang, or a scream, but with a low, humming vibration in the floorboards, a sound like a cello string plucked by a ghost in the cellar. By morning, the wallpaper in the hallway had peeled back to reveal not plaster, but a dense, grey lichen that smelled of wet stone and old pennies. I sat at the kitchen table, my hands wrapped around a mug of...

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