I'm Still Here
What starts as a quiet evening becomes a slow, suffocating descent into dread when an African Grey parrot begins speaking in a voice no living person could produce.
In this unnerving story, Apollo’s usual cheerful chatter is replaced by rasping whispers. Its behaviour shifts - pacing at night, staring down the hallway toward the perpetually cold guest room, warning not to look behind them. Every attempt at rationality fails: no carbon monoxide, no intruder, no tragic building history. Just a parrot who seems to be listening to something no one else can hear.
And then, just as suddenly as it…
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