00:00it was the smallest room in the house barely large enough for a bed a desk and a single narrow window
00:07that looked out onto the overgrown garden but it was the one that made claire most uneasy the rest
00:14of the house had been charming in a forgotten sort of way creaky floors faded wallpaper a fireplace
00:21that still smelled faintly of ash and pine but the small upstairs room at the end of
00:28the hallway felt wrong the air inside it was always colder than the rest of the house heavy
00:34with the scent of old wood and something faintly metallic like dried blood when claire first
00:40stepped inside she felt the strange sensation that someone had just left that the air was still
00:47disturbed by another presence one that wasn't quite gone she brushed it off the cottage had been empty
00:55for decades she told herself she was imagining things she placed her writing desk near the window
01:02determined to turn it into her study but from the first night the room resisted her her pens went
01:09missing her chair shifted slightly when she wasn't looking and every time she turned the lamp off she
01:17could hear faint breathing just behind her shoulder once she thought she saw movement reflected in the
01:24glass of the window shadow passing behind her but when she spun around she was alone still she stayed
01:33she told herself it was just nerves and old house playing tricks but then she found the writing carved
01:40into the underside of the desk hidden deep in the wood for words scratched over and over again in jagged
01:48handwriting it remembers who enters after that sleep became impossible every night she dreamed of the
01:56same room but different in her dreams the wallpaper was peeling the air thick with dust and there was
02:03always someone sitting on the bed with their back to her whispering words she could never quite hear
02:09when she woke her skin was cold and her breath fogged in the air the room seemed to hold the chill of her
02:16dreams then came the night she found the photograph it was tucked behind a loose floorboard yellowed and
02:24brittle five people stood in the picture two men two women and a small child posing stiffly in that same
02:32room her room their faces were strangely blurred but the child's eyes were sharp to sharp staring directly at
02:40her on the back written in the same jagged hand as the desk carving were the words they forgot me but i didn't
02:49forget them claire felt the walls closing in the room was no longer just cold it was listening she could feel
02:57it watching her its silence heavy and expectant the wallpaper began to bubble in one corner as if something
03:05beneath it was trying to breathe the floor creaked even when she stood still one night desperate to
03:12escape she decided to sleep in the living room downstairs she carried her blanket locked the door to the
03:20small room and lay down on the couch but sometime after midnight she woke to a sound that made her blood
03:28turn to ice the faint unmistakable creak of her desk chair upstairs back and forth back and forth she held
03:36her breath frozen then from the ceiling above her came a slow deliberate thump footsteps someone was walking
03:46across the floor she wanted to run but her legs refused to move the steps came closer one two and stopped right
03:55above where she lay silence then a whisper drifted through the old vents low and childlike you shouldn't
04:03have left me by morning she convinced herself it had been a dream but when she went upstairs the door to
04:11the room she'd locked was wide open the chair was turned toward the bed and on the desk written in dust
04:19that hadn't been there before were five new words now it remembers you too she left that day abandoning
04:27the house with the door still open behind her but the locals say the room didn't stay empty for long
04:34they say the curtains still move though the window's been nailed shut and sometimes when the wind blows just
04:41right you can hear faint scratching on the walls like someone carving words into the wood from the inside
04:48no one knows what the room remembers now only that it never forgets the ones who entered and the ones who
04:56tried to leave
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