Outside Your Window
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You hear the knock, the whisper, the scrape of claws against glass. He’s been waiting in the fog for you to answer. Go ahead… open the window. What’s the worst that could happen?
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You hear the knock, the whisper, the scrape of claws against glass. He’s been waiting in the fog for you to answer. Go ahead… open the window. What’s the worst that could happen?