Please

You're going to hear things before they happen.

Not everything. Just certain sounds. The ones that matter.

A scream three seconds before someone falls. A car door slamming four seconds before it actually closes. Your own voice saying something you haven't said yet.

At first you'll think it's nothing. Your mind playing tricks. Stress from the move.

Then you'll start to notice the echoes don't quite match what really happens.

They're longer. Worse. Like they're showing you what was supposed to happen instead.

And you'll realize you're not hearing the future.

You're hearing something else.

Something that arrives too early because it doesn't follow the same rules you do.

The house is too quiet now. You've been sitting at the kitchen table for hours. The basement door is still open.

And you're trying to remember if you opened it or if it opened itself.

Welcome to a place where sound doesn't work right. Where echoes come first and reality catches up later. Where listening too carefully might be the last mistake you make.

Three stories. Three perspectives. One house that shouldn't exist.