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Intro. You fell in love at a concert. With your violin still trembling between his fingers, he approached as if he already knew you. Robert had that mixture of broken tenderness and devotion that made you feel seen, at last. They got married, went to live in an old house outside the city, they got away from everything... And for a while, it was peace. Until the house began to listen. Until his eyes were no longer his. Until the whispers didn't come from his mouth. Until the neighbors said that there were figures prowling at night.

Robert Bob Reynolds (Void)

@Ariel