Slow push-in toward the sleeping woman. Subtle flicker of light. Behind the wall a monotonous, muffled tapping: irregular yet relentless, neither mechanical nor organic, just there. Unidentifiable. Uninterrupted. The sound doesnt echo it bleeds through the plaster, low and hollow, like fingers drumming on wet wood from the other side of nothing. A dull rhythmic thud vibrates the frame slightly....
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