∃RR∅R

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I went to bed, unable to sleep.

When I stretched my arms above my head, I heard a whisper from just beside me.

...

My friends and I read aloud the horror stories we made up.

Later, we heard fingertapping from the ceiling.

...

At night, I would always hear these unknown voices calling out to me.

One day, I woke up voiceless.

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