She was coming, 'It' sensed her determination to return, to put an end to whatever was happening. That was impossible, It had lived here for many centuries, at first the land and then as the house was built it moved in, took over. Nothing could force it out, destroy it. They, the others joining her would loose, one by one they would fall. 'It' waited in the shadows, hungrily counting the hours, the minutes.... Gabrielle was coming home.
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