My Husband Said Floor 4 Didn't Exist While Draining My $145,000 Savings—Until His Ex Revealed The 1912 Pact Sealed Above Our Bedroom
👉 Previous action: Julian attempted a final $320,000 withdrawal and locked the apartment, warning that Floor 4 was waking up.
The ceiling vibrations intensified, rattling the glass chandelier above our heads. Outside the locked apartment, Nadia continued to pound, her voice muffled but resolute.
Julian stood frozen by the hidden plaster panel, his gaze fixed on the wall as if he could see through it. His face was etched with a terror that I now understood.
Then, Clara Hallowell appeared in the hallway outside unit 3B. Nadia must have let her in. She held the 1912 silver pocket watch, its dull silver catching the dim light. In her other hand, she clutched the notarized title documents signed by Arthur Pendelton.
“Julian!” Clara called, her voice sharp with urgency. “You need to see this!”
The iron door behind the plaster began to groan, a deep, metallic rumble. A fine stream of black dust trickled down the wall, staining the pale plaster. The air grew heavy, thick with the smell of sulfur.
The three of us stood at a precipice. The spectral entity on Floor 4 was stirring. Julian was lost in a century of fear. We had the documents, the proof of the fraud.
We could breach Floor 4 together, exposing the truth to the entity and to Julian, or we could try to seal the horror away permanently, hoping the financial damage could somehow be undone.
Choose your next action
Breach floor 4 together with Clara reading the physical documents aloud to break the secret. — Read Chapter 14 to continue.
Attempt to seal the threshold permanently with heavy construction foam without confronting Julian’s past. — Read Chapter 15 to continue.
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