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Chapter 12: Whispers in the dark

The gasp tore from my lungs, sharp and echoing in the sudden, vast silence. It was not dark. It wasn't a grimy storage closet. It was a library.

My heart raced against my ribs like a crazy bird against the bars of a cage. The air itself hummed, thick and electric, raising the tiny hairs on my neck ...