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I Remember You
The crunching noise had resumed, now accompanied by a disgusting, indefinable smell. It could best be described as a blend of kelp and rotten meat. The voice spoke again, now slightly louder and clearer: "Don't go. Don't go yet. I'm not finished." In an isolated village in the Icelandic Westfjords, three friends set to work renovating a derelict house. But...PaperbackSold Out