Infection
Sometimes, when it’s quiet, I can remember what my life was like before moving to Cedar Springs. My journal helps when I can think clearly, enabling me to record the good memories. But, too often of late, I emerge from a fugue, and my happiness quickly fades. In those times, I remember only that house and the terror I experienced one horrible night. When I first heard about the Hawthorne place, I thought it was going to be just another job. Move in, set up the equipment, take a few readings, then rationally explain the science behind bad wiring, mysterious drafts, and magnetic...
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