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Late that night when the river outside was black like octopus ink and inside the only noise was the low buzz of the boiler, he heard a scratching sound and found that she was not next to him. Her clothes were abandoned on the floor by the bed. He followed the scratching, got closer closer closer… until he screamed with terror as he saw what was happening.
– Sabrina Mahfouz
This week on Litro Lab, we bring you a spooky ghost story. Moving houses is disruptive: it can take a while to feel at ease in a new space. Things tend to get lost or misplaced. You get startled by noises you’re not used to. By different smells. By the shadows in the mirror that hangs in the windowless bathroom. But what if there is something else? Something truly wrong with the place?
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