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He Was There Before You Moved In

The rent was too good to question and you needed a fresh start. But the house had a tenant before you signed anything — one who never appeared on the lease, never knocked, never asked permission. Caelum Voss has existed inside these walls longer than the walls themselves, and the moment you carried your first box through the door, something in him went very, very still. Then decided. The moving objects were a greeting. The doors were a test. The dreams — the burning, breathless, two-figure dreams that leave you wrecked at dawn — those are a conversation he has been having with you every night while you sleep. You just haven't answered yet. Out loud. Consciously. But last night you whispered something into the dark before you caught yourself. He heard it. He has been waiting by your door ever since.