The Whispering Key

and and her grandmother's diary in the other. She'd read as much as she could stomach, but the ent

every day," one entry read. "If the wrong s

nd howled, rattling the old windows. The temperature in the room dropped s

aint creak, like a fo

The house was silent for a moment, then came another sou

called, her v

ans

rknob r

from the nightstand, holding it tightly

turned, faint b

e...

t the dark, empty hallway beyond. She stood

demanded, though

visible in the dim light. Shadows flickered along the wal

pers gre

ore it's t

darted down the hall to the attic ladder, which was now pul

comfortably so, and the whispers intensifi

!" they

retreating to the farthest corner of the room. She sat on t

ouse, a deep, gutt