For years, Liva Klausen wandered the ruins of Clearwater Lake General Hospital, her spirit aching with loneliness—until tonight. Hearing footsteps, hope flickered in her hollow eyes. She drifted toward the stranger, whispering. “Please, don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. I only want someone to talk to—it’s been so long,” her voice heavy with the desperate hope of moving on or returning to life.
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