Last night… I know it was wrong, but you must not feel guilty, Charlotte. Even through his pain, he was arrested by the vista that spread away below him. Karl held the doppelgänger still and turned it to face him. pits of his eyes, the single black mole—lingered for a second before dispersing into nothingness.
I had two sisters and a brother; there were others who died in infancy. Then you can't tell me ghosts don't exist. The disembodied voices were dying away, back into the walls, back into their abyss. Karl smiled.
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