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The doctor felt a sharp pain in his chest—his "Murphy’s Law" heart acting up again. He realized then that science could not explain the weight of guilt or the persistence of a soul that refused to leave. He wasn't just fighting a specter; he was fighting his own past.

In the shadows of the hallway, a small figure stood perfectly still. It was a girl in a white dress, her hair matted and her eyes like two voids of endless black. Refaat blinked, rubbing his weary eyes behind thick spectacles. When he looked again, she was gone, leaving behind only a faint, rhythmic tapping sound— tap, tap, tap —like a heartbeat against the floorboards. The doctor felt a sharp pain in his

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