It was then she saw the face. Impossibly high above her shoulder, looking down on her at an odd angle, a face that was almost not human, unformed, transparent, malevolent. The expression on the face was cold, analytical, studying her like a specimen in a glass case, the hard cold eyes bored into her own.
Not unnaturally, she screamed and fainted and fell to the floor.
Cover Photo: Ghosts in the Hall
By
Rachel Titiriga
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