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Whispers of the Forgotten

Chapter 4 The IceMan

Word Count: 1169    |    Released on: 17/06/2025

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k at me, showing *myself* in front of the closed door and a shadow with Evelyn's jewelry flashing brightly behind

the stairs, my fingers continued to shake. It was too quiet in the hallway, as if the

thi

ened by the quiet

y pulse as I went into bed next to him and slipped the paper under my pillow.

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His cheekbones were sharp, and the dawn light made them seem golden. His face seemed more worn out th

tly. He didn't

speak w

ver. "I'm not interested whethe

at issue," I s

it. He put the paper

abou

ges instead of words. He's afraid. Very frightened. Additionally

little. He's a kid. Kids

"It's not monsters." It's Evelyn. And me now. as w

ed at the artwork. He made

, she inscribed my initials. He is currently observing me while p

seat. He may tell me something,

eplied instead. Eve

h. "So why do you see

w, he stood and gazed out into the garde

e became, she wasn't always like that. Evelyn w

silent and l

ped an obsession with Grayson. claimed to be able to see things that others couldn't. claimed t

e evening. It was pouring rain. She drove off the

ened his

they discovere

ave a

ing at t

silence b

she's decease

dn't r

ason you locked that doo

things are best left alone, wh

sn't a r

"Avoid going near the door. Addit

able as he moved by m

ing to let i

nt wi

after hi

e stairs, he halted and turned with a ch

"To assert that ghosts exist? That my deceased wife is

ce as I responded,

rief flared under the steely

ant the truth, but you'll re

ng through my mind, he

He was sketching once again, silently and methodically.

ne was

ar the window. Me. And Evelyn, just visible in the lines behi

t Grayson. "Has

ave a

e my sk

way. This house's one. And below it w

ret lo

tempting to convey an important messag

hat location?

his gaze

I stood. I had to

ipped into the hallway. The floors whispered under my feet, and the house moan

ng at

I noti

a thin line

dly

wn and tugg

ading into darkness was

pau

n desc

utside. damp. si

s on the stone walls. Down there were cobwebs,

I noti

g

hi

on the floor, r

another drawi

rom Gr

was olde

y standing next to a crib

ld at the words

st her t

the trapdoor above now securely closed, the sound of quiet,

ice of

ering

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