It engulfed them in black, white, and gray. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. ’ ‘What about the lad?’ said the captain suddenly. The movie droned on, the sounds becoming manageable except for the frequent high-pitched screams of young girls when a poltergeist manifestation would leap out of a shadow. And I passed myself off as Meysey Hill, and since—then—I haven’t had a minute’s peace.
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