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00:00My grandmother used to tell me about her childhood doctor, a kind old man named Dr. Alistair Finch.
00:06She'd describe his office in vivid detail.
00:09The smell of old paper, the jar of lemon drops on his desk, the strange antique medical charts on the wall.
00:18After she passed, I found her old diaries.
00:21Page after page mentioned Dr. Finch, praising his gentle care through childhood fevers and broken bones.
00:27I grew curious, so I decided to look him up.
00:31I checked the town archives, old medical registries, and even newspaper clippings from that era.
00:37Nothing. No record of a Dr. Alistair Finch ever practicing in her town, or anywhere else for that matter.
00:44The hospital had no files, the medical board no license. It was as if he never existed.
00:49Then, last night, while reading her diary again, I found a small, faded photograph tucked between the pages.
00:59It was my grandmother as a little girl, holding the hand of a tall man in a doctor's coat.
01:05His face was turned away from the camera, but on the back, in my grandmother's looping cursive, was a single, chilling sentence.
01:13He said I was the only one who could see him.
01:15He said I was the only one who could see him.
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