Chapter 3 - Discovering The Hidden Childhood Room Behind The Walls
The beam of light cut through the gloom, casting eerie shadows across exposed wooden studs and tangled electrical wires. Then, the light caught a small pile of threadbare blankets and chewed plastic cups tucked into the far corner.
Curled up in a shivering ball against the freezing concrete foundation was a small figure wearing a torn nightgown. The girl looked up, squinting painfully against the sudden, blinding brightness of the flashlight beam.
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"Daddy... you came back," a small, raspy voice whispered from the dark cavity. Mark choked back a sob as he realized the horrific magnitude of what had been hidden beneath their feet.
It wasn't an intruder or an illusion; it was a child living entombed inside the very walls of their suburban home. Leo grabbed the hem of Mark's shirt, burying his face again as he whimpered in sheer fright.
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