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I guess I'm just scared. Scared of the unknown, scared that all this quiet means something bad is about to happen.
β Liz
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In the grand, now silent mansion, the morning felt colder than usual. The depth of the silence was only accompanied by the soothing trickle of the outdoor pool.
Liz stood gazing out at the expansive garden through the large living room window, her mind adrift in unspoken anxieties.
The house, usually bustling with the presence of servants and workers, now felt eerily quiet and intimidating.
All the staff had been given unexpected leave without much explanation, leaving the space and time feeling larger and more silent than ever.