The Unseen Hand: Witchcraft and Mystery Across Borders

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…His usually cheerful barks were now punctuated by low growls directed at empty spaces, his tail, once a barometer of joy, now hung low, his eyes wide with a fear that mirrored Kadja’s own dawning dread. The house, it seemed, was not done with them. The malevolent forces, though driven back from Kadja’s bedroom, were finding new ways to insinuate themselves into their lives, turning their home into a stage for a quiet, insidious horror. Kadja felt a familiar tightening in her chest, a premonition of the shadows returning, not to her room, but to the very fabric of her family’s existence.