The house was fighting
As Charles stood under the doorframe, he heard the roof tiles fall, crashing onto the ground outside. The sharp sound of breaking ceramic echoed through the air. Inside, the house groaned and creaked, the old wood straining against the earthquake’s force. It sounded like the house itself was struggling to stay standing. That sound of the house resisting chilled him to the bone in a way he couldn’t explain.
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