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Beatrice sighed. “The connection is weak tonight. But it’s there. You just have to look at the edges.”

Elena’s skin prickled. The timestamp on the video showed 1:02:13. But the room on screen was wrong. The window behind Beatrice, which had shown a snowy October evening, was now pitch black. And the shadows in the corner of the study were not lying flat. They were pooling, rising, taking on the vague suggestion of shoulders and heads. Untitled Video

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