Hearkening to the Death Watches in the Wall

Hearkening to the Death Watches in the Wall

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Black Phoenix Trading Post (BPTP) Halloween : The Tell-Tale Heart Limited Edition Atmosphere, Linen & Room Spray (Limited)

I had my head in, and was about to open the lantern, when my thumb slipped upon the tin fastening, and the old man sprang up in bed, crying out — “Who’s there?”

I kept quite still and said nothing. For a whole hour I did not move a muscle, and in the meantime I did not hear him lie down. He was still sitting up in the bed listening; — just as I have done, night after night, hearkening to the death watches in the wall.

Doom: aged red patchouli, macerated red peppercorn, gloom-black musk, and creaking planks of dry oak.

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