All Your Fucking Ghosts
She said, “It isn’t far now.”
“You’re taking me to the quiet room.”
Eyebrows arched provocatively, “Not the quiet room, no. The sounding room. It’s just down the hall. You’ve never been in there?”
“I don’t… I don’t know… what… that…”
“Oh, it’s really interesting. I think you’ll like it, maybe even more than the chamber.”
“The chamber is where… I go for… quiet.”
“Yes. I know. And here is where you find ghosts. I don’t believe in them, myself, but you might. After you’ve seen a few.”