The blanket moved.
Only slightly.
But it was enough.
Clara stumbled backward as the pale hand beneath the covers twitched weakly, the old silver ring glinting in the morning light like something dragged up from the bottom of a grave.
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Only slightly.
But it was enough.
Clara stumbled backward as the pale hand beneath the covers twitched weakly, the old silver ring glinting in the morning light like something dragged up from the bottom of a grave.
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