PREVIEW
... t of The Damned [Part 2]
A slow, humming tune spilled from nowhere and everywhere, wrapping around the hall like silk soaked in blood.
It wasn’t instrumental.
The guests were singing.
Their mouths moved in perfect harmony. Smiling. Hollow-eyed. Their voices layered, rich and eerie—low and sweet like lullabies sung in a crypt.
It started soft. Almost pretty.
“The meat walks in, the flesh is red…”
“Let’s sing a song for the living and dead…” ...
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