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**Chapter 1: The Night the Darkness Came**
Six months ago, I thought I knew fear. I thought I understood the depths of it, the way it clawed at your mind when the world was quiet and the lights flickered. But I was wrong. Fear, I learned, can take many forms - some seen, some unseen. And some, the most terrifying ones, hide in the shadows that cling to the edges of our reality.
It started ...
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