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Ваша оценкаFEAR HAUNTS THE TURRET ROOM . . . It is hard to say just what sort of noise it was. I swung the lamp round and scanned the darkened chamber. I saw no one, of course, and nothing. It was then that my ears caught hold of it -- a faint, energetic whispering, as of a voice struggling to make itself heard. My scalp tingled with a sudden sense of impending danger. All in an instant I spied a glimmer of movement, and was struck cold to see a strange, ghostly shape swimming in the air before me. The wor...
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