The Hollow Guest

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could feel it-something was

ering beg

Indi

wind, but the air in the

heart hammering. The air smelled of dus

creamed at her to **run,**

eps. Slow.

**towar

st the door as a shadow flickered acros

, but she swore she saw movement. A

d something about the **Hollow Guest.*

ation. A guest

der, merging into a s

let me

cold fingers tracing her skin. Olivia

had to stay cal

again, but the metal was **

ent. The air thickened, pressing agai

tled into her bones-she

d **feel

r came **right

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s snapp

ss the room was

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refl

g **behi

th

ckered and **burst**, plun

shards rained onto the wooden floor. S

se, too

, almost tender-brushe

*scre

stretched in the darkness. Her finger

ic?

eart slamming a

pers **s

deeper than before. It rang in her

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behi

nd Olivia lunged for the door, **p

rned, **laughing no

sudd

**swung

ing. The air out here was lighter, less

ing a

m was *

pering w

d was her rag

reached out, slowly, and touched the

hing had

e knew

d been in th

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s wai

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nside the

it knew h