Her eyes sparkle with a rising dampness. “I’ve seemed to overstep myself,
Samuel.
There is a stillness between us, a period of restlessness that ties my stomach
in a hangman’s noose. It is this same lack in noise that lives, there! in the
darkness of the grave, how it frightens me beyond all things.
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Yes—and had we one, you’d probably never see us at all.” Mrs. Locke adds jokingly.
Emily pulls ecstatically against my clothing, a new found joy in her eyes.
“Samuel! We must find a piano for the Lockes! It is the very least we can do!
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All is as if the world did cease to exist. The city's monuments go unseen, its past unheard, and its culture slowly fading in the dismal sea.
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I can’t help but ask, “Do you know where you are?”
She turns to me with a foreboding glare. “Do you?
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I rouse Emily to our guests, as she finishes off our fifteenth snowman by setting the head atop its torso. She stands limp at my direction, pointing out the coming shadows and I cannot help but hear a muffled sigh as she decapitates her latest creation with a single push of her hand.
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Did Bach ever eat
pancakes at midnight?
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She leaves my side and heads deeper into
the apartment singing, “—if the spirit tries to hide, its temple far away… a
copper for those they ask, a diamond for those who stay.
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I steal one glance over my shoulder as soon as we are far from the foreboding luminance of the neon glow, and it is there that my stomach leaps into my throat. Squatting just shy of the light and partially concealed by the shade of an alley is a sinister silhouette beneath a crimson cowl, beaming a demonic smile which spans from cheek to swollen cheek.
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Look Samuel!” She points to the couple—I noticing a twig sticking out of her hair. “Mannequins.
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