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שקופית: 1
Dinner passed in a blur. The landlady kept talking, her voice like a lullaby, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was very wrong. I excused myself after dinner, feeling more uncomfortable than I had expected. “I think I’ll turn in for the night,” I said, trying to soundcasual.
שקופית: 2
I lay still for a few minutes, listening. There it was again—a faint shuffling sound, like someone walking. I got out of bed, my heart pounding. Maybe the landlady was cleaning, or maybe there was another guest I hadn’t noticed. I opened the door quietly and crept down the hallway.The house was dimly lit, but I could still make out the shadows of furniture and pictures on thewalls. I wasn’t sure where I was going, but I couldn’t ignore the feeling that something was wrong. The creaking noises seemed to get louder as I walked further down the hall.
שקופית: 3
The two men were stuffed. Their clothes were perfect, their faces too still, their eyes wide open,staring at nothing. They looked like mannequins—frozen in place. Their skin had a strange,waxy texture, and their hair was stiff, as though it had been carefully arranged and preserved.The landlady was standing in the doorway, her face still smiling, but her eyes were cold. “I see you’ve found them,” she said, her voice calm but chilling.

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