ld in an instant. The storm was bad enough, but that bloody handprin
s wavered with the shifting light of the storm. The print was still there, f
as f
d been sta
oat wen
on the fou
ttered to the floor. The cat silent until now leapt onto her couch, its wet
fraid. It w
he screen refused to light. She cursed, remembe
gh the building itself held its breath. Then silen
ence, Selene sw
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