Synopsis

Dust motes danced in the weak light filtering through the grimy windows of the old house. Elara traced the floral wallpaper with a gloved finger, a shiver tracing its way down her spine that had nothing to do with the chill in the air. The renovation was proving…unsettling. It started subtly – misplaced tools, fleeting shadows in the periphery. Then came the odd whispers, too indistinct to decipher, yet undeniably present. It culminated this afternoon, unearthed from a forgotten attic trun