00:00the first night the voice spoke lydia thought it was just the house settling she'd only moved into
00:06the old colonial a week before a fixer-upper bought cheap because no one else wanted it
00:12the neighbors never said why they just looked away when she mentioned the address the attic
00:18though was what she liked best high ceiling thick beams the scent of cedar and dust she planned to
00:26turn it into an art studio once she finished cleaning but on that first stormy night as rain
00:33whispered against the roof and thunder rolled somewhere far away she heard it a faint rhythmic
00:39tapping from above followed by a voice soft and uncertain as though someone were whispering through
00:46the floorboards is someone there lydia froze brush in hand the air was still the attic door shut tight
00:54she listened her pulse thrumming in her ears again the voice came clearer this time please don't leave
01:02me alone again her heart clenched it sounded like a child she climbed the narrow stairs each step
01:10groaning beneath her weight the attic was dark except for a thin sliver of moonlight through the window
01:17hello she whispered silence then a soft giggle echoed from the far corner she lifted her flashlight and
01:26saw only dust swirling in the beam a small wooden rocking horse stood there moving gently back and
01:33forth though there was no draft she laughed nervously blaming her nerves and left closing the attic door
01:41behind her but that night she couldn't sleep the whispering began again soft almost playful right
01:48above her bed she could make out fragments now you're not her where did she go you promised lydia clutched
01:56her pillow trying to drown it out until a sudden crash shook the ceiling she leapt from bed heart pounding
02:05and grabbed a flashlight when she opened the attic door the air hit her like a wall of cold the rocking horse
02:12lay on its side one of its eyes missing and beside it was a trail of small dusty footprints bare feet
02:21leading to the far end of the attic where the boards warp downward beneath the floor something thudded
02:27once twice like a slow heartbeat the next morning she called the repairman claiming the beams
02:35might be loose the man gray-haired and kind examined the floor frowning funny thing he muttered this
02:43house doesn't have space under the attic no crawl area no second layer just roof beams lydia felt her
02:52stomach twist then what's making the noise she asked he didn't answer just packed his tools and left before
03:00sunset that night she tried to ignore it but at exactly to 13 a.m the attic door creaked open on its
03:09own slowly carefully she sat up staring at the dark stairwell from the shadows came a whisper she locked me
03:18up here don't let her do it again trembling lydia rose and stepped toward the stairs who are you she whispered
03:27the voice sighed a sound full of years of loneliness look in the trunk against her better judgment she climbed
03:35the attic was colder than ever her breath visible in thin streams in the center stood an old steamer trunk
03:43she hadn't noticed before its brass clasps tarnished green her hands shook as she knelt and opened it
03:50inside were yellowed clothes a broken doll and a photograph a woman who looked almost exactly like
03:58lydia standing beside a child with dark eyes and a crook smile on the back in faded ink lydia don't forget
04:07to keep her quiet the voice behind her whispered again closer now you promised you'd never leave me
04:14she turned and saw the outline of a little girl in the moonlight her features faint but her eyes
04:21unmistakably alive the girl's smile widened now it's your turn to stay the attic door slammed shut days
04:30later the new owners found the house empty the furniture gone the walls newly painted but in the attic
04:38the old rocking horse was upright again gently swaying and when the wind blew just right
04:45a woman's voice could be heard from above soft and distant whispering to no one please don't leave me
04:52her land between nightmares could be heard from there seemed impossible to leave me alone again
05:00she changed only one took me alone again
05:03she changed only three years later she changed only two times but not now i knew that she changed under big
05:05ill Mallour's perspective because there were many times and i knew that she needed to be heard from that
05:07she changed only two years and i knew that she had or lied from the circumstances that she needed to be made
05:08related to her통es and people whoild called off their own hand which i two days after the mass of the year
05:10i tried after the высок thumpet together been given to her alma dancer by shaking she gave the moon
05:13or half of theetos and went another way after the pullback she told me alone again
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