She hesitated in answering the door, her violin still crooked underneath her chin. ‘How much does he know?’ Without waiting for a reply, she turned narrowed eyes on Gerald. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. The mummies were tossed into the collection. Poe is all right, if you don't mind nightmares. There was no answer.
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