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The Wrong Voice on the Stairs
Chapter Four At first the rhythm was in the dream. Not the dream itself. That had already gone to bits, the usual rubbish about being late for something that no longer made sense. What stayed was the rhythm. A tread on wood, slow and careful. Then another. Then another. Kai woke all at once. He lay rigid, eyes open in the dark, and counted them without meaning to. Seven. Eight. The wind hissed round the gable, setting something loose on the roof to a faint tapping, but beneath that the footfalls…- 13.1 K • Completed
