"Thump, thump, thump!" That is what I heard last night. It was late, near midnight, as I worked in this 19th century building. I was alone, or so I thought. Again, "thump. thump, thump." I love scify and horror stories (especially KT Pinto's), but I am genetically incapable of belief in anything supernatural. This allowed only one possibility, a
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